Hi there, everyone. Welcome to Thursday. I’m especially happy to see the end of this week on the horizon, because I have a girls’ weekend starting around 4:30 tomorrow. Yay! It’s much-needed, and frankly, much-deserved. (If I do say so myself.)
It’s been a long week around here. Mother’s Day was great. We hosted both grandmothers (and my dad) for lunch, which was fun. Afterwards, Ava and I went out for pedicures:
It was her first. The place we went had kids’ pedicure chairs, which was really cute. At first, she just wanted to sit and watch me get mine done. But after about 10 minutes, she said, “I don’t know if I want to get a pedicure. I might want to get one. I’m just not sure.” So, we did a little compromise. She soaked her feet, picked a color, and got a polish. She loved it. I’ve probably created a monster. It was only $5, though, and it really was fun to go and have girl time with her.
The rest of the week has been fine, but Davis has been such a two-year old all week. Wild, ornery, persnickety. Not to mention funny, except for yesterday when he didn’t take a nap and basically screamed for an hour. After that, I decided we would not be staying at home, so I started getting ready to venture out to the mall. I changed my shirt, which really enraged Davis for some reason. He went into the laundry room, got out the shirt, and started following me around the house, saying, “That one!! That one!!” Maybe he thought I was going out without him in my change of clothes? No clue.
At the mall I bought a bathing suit. Sometimes, when you have a bad afternoon with your 2-year-old, you just need retail therapy. And when you find a bathing suit that works, you really have to get it. Such finds are rare.
Speaking of good finds, this was in a package in my mailbox yesterday. It’s a Mother’s Day present from my sister. I love it.