Blogging. In the dark. With ice water. Very standard.
Ashlyn had a Valentine's Day Party at school yesterday.
Ashlyn also had a mini panic attack on the front stoop because she forgot Play-Doh for her speech therapist.
I'm sure Rachel was super relieved she was not left out.
A $43 Starbucks date with a friend.
I dislike Burlingame parking meters.
I dislike them more when I forget about them.
As if you're not rich enough, City of Burlingame?
Frozen raspberries and peaches.
Spinach. You can't taste it. Promise.
Coconut Almond Milk.
One Packet Tangerine Emergen-C.
Weird? Yes. Good? Yes.
$1.99 at the grocery store = balloon artist in training.
And hundreds of requests that I adjust the balloon to fit over the puffer thing.
Which I'm sure has a technical term.
After school iPad, cartoon and cereal time. Pantless for one. Also, standard.
Overseeing Taco Friday prep.
Trying to decide if she does, in fact, like meat.
Opening their Valentine's from Nan and Pops.
They play music.
Well Ashlyn's did.
Until she ripped out the music box.
We call her The Beast for a reason.
The Office nightcap.
Stuck on the couch.
Because it takes me 15 minutes to get up.
Do you like my new Target slippers?
All comfort. Zero cute.
In case there was need for clarification.
That was our exciting 10th day of the month.
How was yours?