Abigail's hair is like fine thread. and while she sleeps, rumpelstiltskin, weaves it into this.
every morning, a new 3-D creation greets me. it's like cotton candy gone bad.
we're in December! so we kept the December page and sent the rest of the calendar to the recycle bin. but how cute it is that Brady crosses off each day. he calls it his chart. I basically turned 2017 into a to do list when I gave him this calendar. that kid.
I went to the barbell class and then listened/read scriptures while I stretched afterward.
this is Sarah. I'm a bad friend so I took this picture of her. she organized a girls night for my birthday and bought me pizza and I just sit on a park bench and take pictures of her looking like a crazy person. and then she took Brady to Costco with her and Norah and kept him until 4pm. she is a good friend.
and so lovable.
Norah pushing Brady...
Brady pushing Norah...
while Sarah and I Marco polo'd Marissa. it was a beautiful moment.
Elizabeth was SO SAD that Brady got to go to Costco with Norah and eat samples and she had to come home with me so I let her ride in Brady's carseat. the whole way home she's all "so fun!!!" ha.
I mean seriously, look at that face. pure joy.
our neighbors have those blow up Christmas decorations on their lawn and they look so nice from 4pm-6am but then when the sun rises, it's like there was a massacre at the North Pole.
Abigail was at school, Brady at Costco with Sarah and Norah, and Andrew asleep in his carseat... so Elizabeth and I had so one on one time and it was AMAZING. oh my gosh, she is such a funny kid. she started saying "oh goodness!" out of the blue and only sometimes says it in the correct context so that was fun. also, she loves acting like a grown up or like she always knows what's going on. and she's a ham for the camera. and she was thrilled that we shared a banana and Nutella (if you haven't already... microwave a little bowl of it and it's basically chocolate fondue) together at the start of our lunch. when she's not driving me crazy, she is seriously the best ever. so entertaining.
so then I put Elizabeth down for a nap around 1 and then Andrew woke up and then I semi put Andrew down for a nap and he fell asleep while I was in the shower at 1:45 and I spent some time prepping grapefruit for dinner and making pizza dough in my blender and blogging and then picked up Brady (and my mod pizza that I left in Sarah's car last night!) and then got Abigail from school. we had a good after school time which typically doesn't happen. the kids helped me make little pizzas. we made four small pizzas... two cheese, two pepperoni and Elizabeth saying peppy-oni made me want to serve that for dinner every night. she is getting so vocal with expressing what's on her mind. during dinner, honey got a few calls/emails that wrapped him up with work and occupied him till 8:00. and then left him in a rough mood for the rest of the night after that. I don't want to sound ungrateful because he's got an amazing job, but man, it consumes him. so then the kids all went crazy at 7 when I asked them to get ready for bed. why does this happen?! they'd been so calm and listening to that point and they instantly got soooo hyper and silly. I know I'm a terrible mother but I pretty much hate the sound of my kids' laughter. It almost always is when they're supposed to be doing something like getting ready for bed but they're just messing around instead. I really shouldn't care except that I told them to get ready at 7 so we could have plenty of time to read Christmas books before bed... but they messed around for 45 minutes and Abigail barely scraped by to get ready... we had 7 minutes and used that time for one picture book, prayers, and one scripture story... during that 7 minutes, Brady finally decided to clean his room and finished two seconds after I announced to Abigail that it was lights out. then he went ballistic because he missed his chance and I thought to myself for the millionth time... "this is why I hate the sound of my kids' laughter. it's just a precursor to THIS." ugh... anyway. eventually all the kids were asleep and my kitchen was semi cleaned and I gave myself a pat on the back for surviving one more day.
but seriously... that time with Elizabeth today was pure gold.
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