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Swim Time!

I started off the week right by watching a rom-com with my gal-pal Emilie...I'm glad that Scott doesn't mind if I see chick movies without him, haha! Em and I headed to the Mall of America (MoA) on Monday night, and in addition to watching a movie (and eating a really yummy burger at the movie theater,) we got in some steps and walked through almost the entire mall. It was nice to be able to stroll around and not have throngs of people to fight through.

I realized that I'm coming up on trip #4 to the MoA in the last month. I haven't been there in ages, and now, it's my go-to meeting spot! I guess that's what happens when a job change takes me away from the west side of the cities. :)



Today Ava, my mom, and I are heading to American Girl for our final brunch. We go there every year for a Mother's Day brunch, but we learned that the AG store at the MoA is closing in March, so we needed to squeeze it in before it's gone. I'm glad we were able to experience the whole AG thing while Ava was deep into the doll years. She did ask if we can visit one the next time we travel together (maybe Chicago.) The answer to that was an immediate YES!

Our weekend started off on a fun note...our good friends (Darren and Tiff) were in town for a dance competition for their two girls, so we met up with them for a nice dinner, and then me and the kiddos headed back to their hotel for a swim. Ava, Isabel, and Evie are good swimmers, which allowed me to keep my eye on G. He stayed in the shallow end, right by the wall, but he told me that he wanted to do cannonballs and swim under water. And...I had to say no. We need to get that kid into swimming lessons, stat! When he starts Summer Power through the Y in the summer of 2020, he'll definitely take them every summer, but I'm thinking I should get him into lessons now, so he can have fun this summer at our pool!


Evie was so good with G...she split her time between racing across the pool, and making sure that G was having fun in the water. 


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