Sweet, silly, simple, fun.
That’s what we try to capture around here…but not with fancy DSLR’s where we fiddle with ISO, apperture and shutter speed. Just the grainy cell phone cammy you have on your phone. (It doesn’t have to be an iPhone or use Instagram…that’s just what I use, but anything is welcome!)
Here’s my week:
Jill had an appointment to be fitted for SMO’s last week.
The whole experience of having my daughter fitted for “equipment” was interesting and hard and emotional and exciting all rolled into one.
I had mentioned to my friend Tracy that I was going to have to go out and buy socks since the only ones we owned were pairs people gave me at baby showers! We are barefoot, flip flop, tennis shoes without socks kinda people. My kids never, ever, ever wear socks. They usually put them on their hands and pretend they are gloves.
The morning of our fitting appointment, Tracy and her husband stopped by with a sweet little gift of cute new socks and the nicest card I think anyone has ever written me.
We had to wait a bit for our turn, but time went really fast because of the full mirrored wall.
Girlfriend likes herself.
My couches came! My couches came!
Oh my word. We had been sitting on patio furniture and camping chairs for like two months. (I sold my old couches on craigslist not quite realizing how long it would take once we ordered the new ones. Opps.)
I love them. They are comfortable and lovely and I love them.
Our living room is this giant open space that doesn’t really have walls so my regular couches always felt like they were floating in the room. This giant sectional really anchors the room and makes it feel smaller…but cozier and more like a living room should feel.
And see that corner sweet spot? That’s mine. I call dibs. Forever and until the end of time.
Last night Andy was out late playing basketball and the kids and I all piled into that little corner and cuddled while watching The Jetson’s Movie together. (Which, btw, had a “futuristic” vacuum that didn’t look all that different from Sid.)
Sweetest. feeling. ever. I literally started crying. Feeling so blessed to have these littles draped all over me.
I love my family. Have I ever mentioned that?
I made guacamole last week.
Henry likes it (!!!) but my girls thought I was basically feeding them cow dung.
Jill’s Occupational Therapist has been
bugging me suggesting that I try a regular cup with her at meals.
Look lady, I get why you want me to do this, but you do realize that my four year old son with no developmental delays still spills his regular cup sometimes? You do realize that meals result in a mess much like the aftermath of a tsunami as it is?
I just didn’t have it in me. I wanted to. Really I did. But Lucy still uses a sippy cup. So there.
Until I randomly found this trainer cup
and it was like the Heavens opened and I could hear the voices of singing angels coming down to me right in the middle of TJMaxx.
Spillage is still totally possible with this cup, but I’ll take it over a fully open top anyday.
Speaking of TJMaxx…remember how yesterday I said that sometimes I just need to get away by myself?
TJMaxx is like my mecca of window shopping happiness. It’s my go-to when I just want to wander up and down aisles arbitrarily with no shopping list or likelihood of buying diapers or shampoo or paper towels.
I went this week and found this chair and practically proposed to it right on the spot.
Love. at. first. sight.
It was $129 which isn’t bad in the world of upholstered chairs, but I’m cheap and $129 is still $129, you know?
It keeps taunting me in my dreams though.
Matches my coffee table EXACTLY. Perfectly. Maybe I should go back…
Since I couldn’t bring myself to buy the yellow chair, I settled for happy yellow flats.
I haven’t bought myself shoes in AGES. I honestly can’t even remember the last time I bought shoes.
And for $16.99 it was an easy decision.
I also got a different pair of gray flats. Shopaholic I tell you. It’s getting crazy up in here!!!
Yesterday Henry came out of his room, still sucking his fingers, eyes half closed, cuddled up to my side and whispered “Mom, can you take me on a donut date? Just us?”
Oh my word.
It was like I was in a trance. ‘Yes dear…anything you want dear…”
It won’t take him long to figure out that all he has to do is basically say “mom, I want to hang out with you” and I’ll take him on a Brand New Pair of Sneakers Date or Four Wheel Drive Truck Date.
Sucker. That’s me.
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