One semester down. I had finals this week. I still can't believe I'm back in school, but the backpack sitting in the corner keeps reminding me. Like any good college co-ed, I had to do a bit of celebrating to properly finish the term. There was loud music, wild dancing, a 3AM bedtime, and a headache the next morning. Ahh, yes that is fully explained at the end.
Otherwise, this week was busy (aren't they all). Scott was in CA (arriving home tonight) and we are headed to Florida tomorrow morning to visit Mimi and Poppa. I'm not the only one on break from school. Sarah has class tomorrow (yes on Saturday) to make up for a snow day back in January. As soon as we pick her up to head to the airport, she is tracked out. She and I are both excited for a break from the books.
Michael is getting into everything. Now that he is mobile, he is sniffing out trouble at lightning speed. Yikes, I found him chewing on my shoe today. As soon as we get back from vacation, it is time for some serious baby proofing. Once again, opening cabinets will be like breaking into Fort Knox.
Jaley is just as zany as ever. Her fun spirit is infectious, though I find it hard to describe. This picture helps. This is how I found her the other morning sound asleep. I asked her why she slept surrounded by her shoes. She answered, as if the answer was obvious, "Mommy, I didn't know which shoes I wanted to wear today, so I slept with them. So I could dream about them and decide which was the most beautiful." As for her choice - the pink boots - and they are quite fabulous.
As for my excesses for the end of the semester. I celebrated by going to see Wicked (music and dancing), the baby was awake until 3AM (so, of course, I was too), and the headache was thanks to peak pollen levels. Did you envision a different explanation to my story? It definitely wasn't how I partied when I was 20, but it was still a fun evening.
That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.