So, our friend Lies'l came over last night around 9:45. We were soo glad to have her come over, and it was so good to visit with her and hang out. She's such a fun girl and we don't get to see her often enough. Somewhere in the course of the conversation she mentioned our other friend Taylor, whom we ADORE! We thought he'd already moved away on his big "Barage" adventure never to be seen again. As it turns out, he's still in town until Sunday. So, at 11:00 p.m. Jere called him and told him to get over to our house STAT! He obliged and it was SO GREAT to see him. Seriously, I LOVE this kid, he's one of the nicest, sweetest, coolest, best people I've ever known. We had a wonderful time chatting, catching up and laughing. Unfortunately, it was LATE! I'm usually in bed by 9:30 to 10:00 every night. I really can't remember the last time I was up until Midnight. It was KILLING me, I was soo tired, even though I was enjoying myself. Finally, just after Midnight, I just went and washed my face and then walked out into the living room, proclaimed my love to all, and hit the bed. I don't remember anything after that until 6:20 this morning when Maggie was screaming from her bed. Apparently she'd lost her binky and that never makes for a good wake up. I forgot the other part of our routine. I have to put blankets over her windows at night (I know, it's so white trashy of me) because it is seriously brighter than the noon day sun in her room from sunrise until about 8:30 a.m. I was sick of her waking at 5:00, so the blankets have been wonderful. But, this week, starting on Monday, she has insisted that SHE get to pull the blankets off the window, it's cute. So anyway, we pulled the blankets off, changed her pants and meandered out to the living room. I had to pay a couple of bills, and she's now sitting next to me on the couch playing with the blinds. Anywho, my point is, I'm soooo tired I can barely see straight, AND I have a super sore neck to boot. Man, staying up to play with friends, while fun, is just not worth it. I know Jer is gonna be complaining when he gets up, he's almost worse than me these days in his fuddy duddyness need for sleep.
Oh, for the record, the parentals made it home in one tired piece and they're lookin great. My Dad was even lifting the luggage and the babies. He's feeling a whole lot better I'd say. It sure is nice to have them home though...I missed them.
And finally, just because I can, I'm adding some more pics of Maggie. She really is just standing on her own all over the place, and she's taken a step or two, but she's not completely sure she trusts such action yet. Anyway in one of the pics, she's standing in the middle of the room in her new dress, and she seriously looks like a little midget child.
Note to Mel...I would love to have a swim play date with our girls. Let me get through this counfounded month and workshop and my July is soooo open, it's all yours girl.
My pretty miss in her newest little Sunday dress. I actually bought this a year ago with some shower money. She seriously has the cutest "Sunday" wardrobe, I just wish she had more places to wear all her dresses, 'cause she has so many.
Just one day I blinked and she was all grown up. But she really does look like a Munchkin. I think it's her tragic lack of neck, haha.
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You are not the only white trash. We have blinds up in Taralee and Ellie's room but bright morning sunlight and white blinds equal a very early morning for mom. So we now have a large quilt over their window. It has worked for Ellie but Taralee still wakes up between 5:30 and 6:30 every morning. I guess I can't complain though Taralee wakes up very pleasant. Ellie on the other hand, if too early watch out BEAST WOMAN has arived!
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