My mom watches Amelia and sends me extremely fuzzy but very sweet pictures like this from her cell phone during the day.
They make me miss Amelia and at the same time think seriously about buying my mom a better cell phone.
If I'm going to miss Amelia, I might as well know for sure what i'm missing.
ps. no photo of my shoe today, but Amelia is carrying around a pink Converse baby hi-top. She started early.
I wore these shoes to the right for lots of running and chasing of Amelia.
The end of weekends are always hard. I start to get stressed about what needs to get done before Monday at work. All the things I brought home are still sitting in my bag in a state of half-completion and I need to either admit that I won't get them done and Monday is going to be rough, or I need to stay up late doing it.
I also start to feel pressure to SPEND QUALITY TIME with Amelia before the weekend is over. I usually end up making us all go to 1,000 different things to make it the BEST WEEKEND EVER. To get us through a busy week when I am going to get home too late to have fun. This results in cranky, frenzied Sundays, when really we should probably just read comics and eat popcorn.
For example - today alone we did the following:
Am I the only one who does this? Solutions?
Thanksgiving!
I wore these orange shoes to the right.
There was a "What Not to Wear" Marathon which made it difficult to be concentrating on cooking and family.
We had a big day and did a 5 K "Walk to Feed the Hungry" in town. I dragged the whole family along with me, but it was a gorgeous day. Amelia stayed in her stroller for the first mile, and the rest of the time was spent walking, running and on my shoulders.
This picture to the right was taken seconds before she fell. Yes. She walked the 5 K with "night night" in her hand. We have 3 "night nights" in case one is dirty or goes (god forbid) missing...
Look! I'm cooking! And drinking delicious wine.
Look! A grown up table! We always eat like this! (exactly the 2nd time ever that we've used this tablecloth)... who makes tableclothes out of white anyway?
The day after, we relaxed, digested and I might have watched 6 episodes of "what not to wear" (when will people learn to trust stacy and clinton???)
Funny Amelia story for the day. Because my mom is with Amelia when I'm at work, I'm always suprpirsed about the new words Amelia knows. I always knew my mom was overprotective, but I was laughing today as we unloaded the dishwasher, and A says "cup... plate... spoon ... danger...." danger? oh. the word for "knife" is "danger" in our house. Because I'm sure Amelia knows what danger means...
To start blogging. I had a huge brief due at work. I was wearing scuffed shoes.
In the meantime. Doesn't this just make you happy?
