Auntie Rachel holding you, February 2008Fun, fun times catching up with Rach last night. We had a good old fashioned slumber party. (Except neither of us wanted to say up all night like we used to!)
We went to dinner at the club and bored Tommy with all of our old stories...the kind we've told a hundred times...but are so much fun to rehash. It was so fun to catch up, to think back, to recall...and to laugh. We definitely laughed. At times, possibly too loud.
(equal parts wine and seriously funny stories)
We braved the cold, cold temperatures this morning to have brunch at Panera and a quick trip to Tarjay before Ella and I dropped her off at the airport to head out of town for a fun weekend.
We are gearing up for a fun weekend too. Unky and Aunt Libby are flying in tomorrow and dad is coming in so we can celebrate his birthday all weekend long! We have a couple things planned but we are so excited just to hang out and visit. They haven't seen the baby since they flew in and surprised us when she was born. She sure has changed. She just went the doctor for part of her shots and weighed in at 11.3 pounds. And...lucky for us...she did not pee on the scale this time.
shots. February 2008
She is positively her father's daughter. She cried for maybe 2 seconds about the shot and that was it. I used to cry for days prior to getting a shot. My mom always used to take me shopping afterwards "for being so brave" she said, which couldn't have been farther from the truth. I was the exact opposite of brave and certainly probably didn't deserve a new outfit for my doll (which is the gift I usually chose). But I do remember how good it felt, even as a small child, to have that worry (the shot) off my chest and to be flitting around the mall with my mom. Is it terrible that I had the urge to go buy Isabella something immediately after leaving the office? You know...because she was so brave and all?
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Speaking of "is it terrible" questions...
Should I be sort of worried about myself if, while wearing some new pajama pants this week, I caught myself feeling dressed up? The pants are cute as can be...but yikes! I've got to get out more!
We went to dinner at the club and bored Tommy with all of our old stories...the kind we've told a hundred times...but are so much fun to rehash. It was so fun to catch up, to think back, to recall...and to laugh. We definitely laughed. At times, possibly too loud.
(equal parts wine and seriously funny stories)
We braved the cold, cold temperatures this morning to have brunch at Panera and a quick trip to Tarjay before Ella and I dropped her off at the airport to head out of town for a fun weekend.
We are gearing up for a fun weekend too. Unky and Aunt Libby are flying in tomorrow and dad is coming in so we can celebrate his birthday all weekend long! We have a couple things planned but we are so excited just to hang out and visit. They haven't seen the baby since they flew in and surprised us when she was born. She sure has changed. She just went the doctor for part of her shots and weighed in at 11.3 pounds. And...lucky for us...she did not pee on the scale this time.
shots. February 2008She is positively her father's daughter. She cried for maybe 2 seconds about the shot and that was it. I used to cry for days prior to getting a shot. My mom always used to take me shopping afterwards "for being so brave" she said, which couldn't have been farther from the truth. I was the exact opposite of brave and certainly probably didn't deserve a new outfit for my doll (which is the gift I usually chose). But I do remember how good it felt, even as a small child, to have that worry (the shot) off my chest and to be flitting around the mall with my mom. Is it terrible that I had the urge to go buy Isabella something immediately after leaving the office? You know...because she was so brave and all?
***
Speaking of "is it terrible" questions...
Should I be sort of worried about myself if, while wearing some new pajama pants this week, I caught myself feeling dressed up? The pants are cute as can be...but yikes! I've got to get out more!
6 comments:
I think the shots hurt us more that they hurt our children. How nice that you and your sister got to have a visit. I have one brother and he lives in Denver so we don't see each other very often :( And yes, my blog did get a makeover, it was an early birthday gift to myself. Sometimes you just have to take some matters into your own hands!!
Love,
Chesnye
Awww. Poor baby. I will be cuddling her soon! Love the band-aid.
Sara, she's growing so fast! We've gotta make a date! I am dying to meet Miss Isabella! Hope everything is going well.
Catching up and laughing with girlfriends is the best. I saw my two best friends from high school and two of my college roomies over the holidays and it was wonderful! Looking forward to visiting you and Ella soon, too!
AB
Cracking up over the pajama pants thing. Me too, me too. Are we still on for Thursday? Leah is looking forward to it!
Baby Ella,
Thank you so much for having Auntie Rachel over...I loved every minute of it. Your parents are so very blessed to have you in their lives. I can't wait to see you again.
P.S. Tell your mommy to stay off the wine...lol
Rach
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