It's not that we didn't have a great week and I didn't pull myself off the couch. We did and I did. We went to the beach (where we saw dolphins twice--it's true we live in paradise), we went to the gym dressed up like we were going to the beach, Claire ran around the house naked (and went to the bathroom in the potty), I got two amazing packages in the mail (which I will tell you about later I promise) and we generally had a good time. I reread the entire Hunger Game series (just a little movie prep don't you know.) But the urge to sit on the couch with my feet up was strong. Very strong.
So here's to a better week this week. may it not feel like a chore to open up the computer and may Claire please remember that we are not the kind of parents who rock her to sleep (or the kind who have done so since she was 3 months old). It's been ugly. I'm baking banana bread for the new neighbor upstairs tomorrow to apologize for the fact that last night he had to listen to a certain little girl's voice calling out, "mommy, help me. Daddy, help me. Heeeeelllllllppppp me" for the entire hour between 3 and 4 this morning.
|Just ready for a trip to the gym|
|Claire lead a semi-nudist lifestyle|
|A dollar store find that has brought no end of joy to Claire|