I confess that i subbed in for bunco last night and 90% of the ladies there were pregnant. like super cute pregnant. all of that baby talk started to give me the fever.
maybe it was the wine though.
it was definitely the wine. at the moment, things are wonderful in our home. we've got our groove and i'm not ready to shake that up. i mean, it's 8:15 am and i still have a sleeping baby.
i'm not sure what went down between these two kids at bedtime last night, but hadley is still sound asleep.
i confess that i am praying {i don't typically pray for this sort of thing} that hadley doesn't hate wearing this darling bonnet i ordered for her to use this summer.
besides the fact that i have ordered both of her swimsuits to match, i am so worried about protecting her perfect, fair skin in the harsh texas sun. this should provide a lot of coverage and i'm hoping she won't mind the brim. it's not floppy and in-yo-face like a bucket hat. fingers crossed.
i confess that i spied on hadley for a good 15 minutes yesterday while she stared out of the dining room window.
she was pointing out all the things:
"weeeeee-ing" {swing}
"buddy" {the neighbor's dog, copper}
"dada" {our neighbor, not her dad}
"plane"
"truck"
"tree"
those tip-toes
she seemed a little embarrassed when she caught me watching.
i confess that i had grand plans for organization this week. the purchase of this ottoman was my only step in the right direction.
the tv console in the playroom left a lot of wires exposed for little hands to grab. this ottoman takes care of that and gives me storage for seasonal {and annoying} toys that i don't want to see {or hear} e'ryday.
can i please get a little credit for finding a ottoman with PERFECT dimensions?
thank you.
UM SERIOUSLY. I was actually going to say "how perfect does that ottoman fit under there?" True story. I think you deserve some type of reward. Wine, maybe? :-P
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