It really has been one of those rare weekends where everything just falls into place. You know what I mean- when the baby naps at just the right time to complete a project, when the chores don't take as long as you thought, when you are able to implement a new idea without complications, when the weather is perfect and no one feels sick. It was just one of those rare weekends.
I feel rejuvenated.
Friday: Mrs. E. is back. We have been up to our usual shenanigans. Mrs. C. had the great idea to have a celebration lunch! Don't worry, that is just some tasty punch in those plastic cups. Although we did fool a few people thinking we were having some kind of party. It's not too far of a stretch. I think my natural personality is that of an alcohol induced person...hyper, loud, laughing..... but really it's just my personality (more so after cake).
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| Yummy, yum, yum, yum. (peanut butter fudge was the best) |
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| Two of the most beautiful women I know. |
Saturday:
My Friend's Birthday Party in STYLE.
She had a limo that took us around town baby!
I was so excited.
I painted my toes purple and put on a flowy pink skirt. I was in heaven.
Me in a limo- Highfalutin!
I wish my allergies weren't so bad. It was a lovely day to eat outside.
Lunch was great (minus my massive spill- sorry :)).
Of course, if food is involved it doesn't have to be anything fancy for me to love it.
The weather was gorgeous- God paintings everywhere.
My children helped me "clean". I was trying to make the bed here. Notice Carlee model her mama. Meanwhile, Connor asked for the Dirt Devil to clean a picture. His dad may have asked the same question. We try.
Sunday
Church:
Fun, loving, happy, inquisitive children!
My birth children are missing here.
Apparently, Darren had a wardrobe malfunction combined with a few hissy fits and a little nap while I was away, causing an absence at church this morning. Two against one.
Still, it was a 'feel good' morning.
But Jesus immediately said to them: "Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid." Don't be afraid in life, Jesus won't let you drown in your problems.
Farmer's Market:
mmmmm. flowers.
mmmm. chocolate cake.
mmmmm. strawberries!
The best part was when Connor ate fried okra thinking it was popcorn chicken. He did politely hold it in his mouth until we found a napkin.
Nap Time!
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