Oh, weekends. I heart you.
Preface: This post was originally intended for Sunday night, but my frustrating (yes, it was free) blogging app on my phone had other plans. So, that means I only missed two days in a row of blogging, not three. Still a failure, just a slightly smaller one. Plus, I already missed a day. Yes, I am awesome at blogging daily.
Saturday:
Owen got his first Christmas tree.
Aaron and I had fun driving around and talking in the car between errands while our little teether took a mega-nap in his car seat.
Instead of decorating Owen's first Christmas tree, Aaron had to go back to the tree lot to exchange our defective tree stand. Woo-hoo! 'Twas not the stuff of Christmas poems, or songs, or movies.
Once Owen fell asleep, we watched some Parks & Recreation. That's a pretty funny show.
Sunday:
I made cupcakes for the first time in quite a while.
I got to celebrate a dear friends' birthday with an all-day extravaganza. Lunch, dinner, games, a Christmas concert, and lots of goofing around happened.
Owen ate two large oranges. His diaper this morning was, to put it mildly, frightening.
I was reminded of the joy and goodness of friendship.
It was a good weekend.
Saturday:
Owen got his first Christmas tree.
Aaron and I had fun driving around and talking in the car between errands while our little teether took a mega-nap in his car seat.
Instead of decorating Owen's first Christmas tree, Aaron had to go back to the tree lot to exchange our defective tree stand. Woo-hoo! 'Twas not the stuff of Christmas poems, or songs, or movies.
Once Owen fell asleep, we watched some Parks & Recreation. That's a pretty funny show.
Sunday:
I made cupcakes for the first time in quite a while.
I got to celebrate a dear friends' birthday with an all-day extravaganza. Lunch, dinner, games, a Christmas concert, and lots of goofing around happened.
Owen ate two large oranges. His diaper this morning was, to put it mildly, frightening.
I was reminded of the joy and goodness of friendship.
It was a good weekend.
posted by Amanda Lane at 10:11 PM
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"When a diaper is full of little orange pieces, it's going to be a long day" -Dr. Laura
How does Dr. Laura know so much about my life? She must fit in time to stalk me when she's not raising money for charities, riding across America on her Harley, or working on that sweet tan.
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