Just Another Day Well Spent

3.13.12

I love writing these days down as they happen. Days I'll want to look back one. Days that I'll always want to remember. And putting this blog into a book brings all sorts of happiness into my heart. I will have this forever. Elliana will have this forever. And this will truly tell the story of our lives.

So today. Lets talk about today.

I woke up at 330. Mind you, I fell asleep last night at around 9pm. So an old lady I have become. And waking up at 330/4am has really been a blessing in my life. I know. You must think I am on crack.

I did some things for myself. Knocked out a few blog posts. Answered a few emails. Paid a few bills online. Eventually made my way downstairs to make a cup {or two, or three} of coffee and plopped onto the couch to watch the taping of the final episode of The Bachelor. My weakness. Reality tv. Especially when it involves love stories.

I ended up fast forwarding through most of it since I had already known the ending {from the very beginning}, and really was more interested in finding out how it all went down. And then it was over. And yet another shocking {yet-not-so-much} season of the greatest Match-Making show out there. Or. Not.

The husband was up around 630. A kiss here. And a kiss there. And then the inevitable "honey will you make me a PB&J for breakfast please." Oy. The man loves his PB and J's. Who is to blame him though right?

The tot woke up at 8. Happy as a clam. And we went through our usual morning routine. Ate breakfast. Picked up around the house. Did a little learning here and there. And once all that was out of the way, I was on a mission to get us outside.

By 930 we were out. Dressed {E actually still in PJ's with a sweater over her}, shades on, and we were out the door. 

To my surprise, E has really fallen in love with stroller rides. Before? She would last maybe 15 minutes maximum and then start squirming and want to be picked up. Now? We walk for 3plus miles and she is as content as can be. Honestly could probably go on forever.

Who is to blame her? I would love for someone to push me around. The life.

 And you want to know what else is the life....this picture above.

During our morning walk we made a pit stop by the clubhouse/playground, parked our vehicle {stroller} and walked out to the little beach area to our lake. It was absolutely beautiful. That perfect time in the morning with the sun shining in all the right places is like nothing else in the world.

 And we couldn't leave the park without getting a bit of swinging in. Which again is another favorite of sweet Elliana.

We swung for about 20 minutes and toward the end the baby girl was literally falling asleep. She was in such a peaceful place..... and although I was the one doing the pushing, I too, was in a very peaceful place.

I wish I could have bottled up that moment in time.

 We eventually made our way back to the house {some 2 hours later} and baby girl went down for her much needed, delayed nap.

And I went quick to work making the famous chicken noodle soup in preparation for lunch.

 After that was done, I got ready. Evidence seen above. I actually finally put on those skinny red jeans that I had purchased a while back.

And then I made a little noise here and there and E woke up from her nap {2.5 hours later}. Although it was earlier than usual, I had plans for us so that was totally okay on my part.

 We ate lunch outside. The first for 2012. We did this a lot last summer... and we will be doing this every day {possible} this year.

 And then we made our way to target. Tarjay. For one thing. Just one thing.

At least that is what we thought.

 Before we knew it... our car was rapidly filling up. More was added on. More clothes. More dresses. Shoes. Shower curtains. A swing. A booster seat. Diet dew. A big purple ball.

 

And then I stopped and looked at what just happened. The curse that took over my cart. Because what started out as one thing turned into too many to count.

And? I am pretty sure I didn't even get what I went there for. Whatever that was.

 

And instead of putting stuff away? I checked out. Head slumped. Defeated.

Target: 1

Mama: 0. 

But the one thing that took the I-spent-too-much-money-pain away was sitting outside with my baby girl... enjoying grapes... enjoying the sunshine... while dinner cooks inside and we wait for papa to get home.

A glimpse of summer. A day that will mimic many more to come {minus the target spending}.

And I wouldn't have it any other way {except free target runs.... lets make that happen}
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