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A Peaceful Time

It was a good week.  A really good one. On Tuesday night, I had a chance to reconnect with an old friend, and get a really good pedicure, all at the same time.  Two birds, one stone, I say!

On Wednesday night, we had Ava's 1st grade conferences, and really enjoyed hearing about how well she is doing in school.  It was fun hearing about the lessons they are learning, and also about all of the friends that Ava has made this year.  The best thing that I heard was that Ava's class has really melded together well, and Ava is great at playing with all different groups of people...yeah!

And then on Thursday night, Scott took Ava to Gander Mountain to prep for deer opener this weekend, and I took G to get his first haircut.  It's pretty clear that the daddy-daughter combo had significantly less tears than the mommy-son one.  Although, the woman who cut G's hair said he did really well compared to other kids.  I do think he did better than Ava did at her first haircut (it was like she was being tortured) but it was still not his finest moment!  The end result was adorable though.  He looks like such a little man now...so handsome!

Looking pretty unsure about things...



The horror!


Happier now that it's done...


Early on Friday morning we got the news that we didn't have daycare, so we had to do a quick rearranging of our schedules.  Scott had been planning on heading out of town at noon, but I have been really busy at work, and had a major deliverable due.  In the end, Scott was able to hit the road at 1pm, and I was able to work from home, so no complaints here!

Ava has been with Grandma Deb and Grandpa Whitey since Friday after school, so G and I have had some really good quality time together.  We've had fun playing with all of his new toys, and just hanging out together.  For a while on Saturday night, he just hung out on my lap, watching Clueless with me.  He was so relaxed and calm...love that little guy!


He always has to have something in each hand...in this case, two balls.  He does amazingly well at crawling with them!



Trying so hard to get Darla to play with him...


I laughed a bit when I realized that my dinner (squash bisque) and G's dinner (sweet potatoes) looked almost identical...


I didn't have any plans this weekend, and it has been the best weekend I've had in a while.  I saw something on Facebook that I really liked: Stop the glorification of busy.  While it's fun to get together with friends and family, and have lots of activities to look forward to, I realized that I definitely need my own time to get caught up with things, and not feel so rushed and behind all the time.

I was able to get all of Ava's old clothes put into storage, and ready to give to some friends.  And I cannot believe how many clothes this little girl has...what were we thinking when we stocked her wardrobe?!

All of the clothes on the left are size 5, and the clothes on the right are size 4...good grief!


It's just been awesome to cross so many things off of my to-do list.  We've only got one thing planned for Sunday...G's one-year photos!  It'll be nice to start the work week not feeling all rushed and frazzled! :)

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