Summer

Summer? You call this summer? It's supposed to rain through the next full week too. Boo.

We've begun summer programming. Our regular mom groups have all ended, swimming (aquafit) is over, and now it is just Mother Goose and Baby Tea. This week has been quite relaxing, just hanging around home with baby, washing dishes, singing and bouncing, playing doll house.

Mother Goose is a fantastic program. It's free in the community. The other moms seem pretty cool, and most of our babies are around the same stage (Crawlers!) Hopefully some, like me, are having extended time off work. After our first session, me and Hannah couldn't get enough of:

Daddy went away all of last week to a business meeting across the country, so we were all alone. At least, we should've been, but my best friend came to stay with us. We sang "Zoom zoom zoom, we're going to the moon" all week. It was just lovely to have company, to have someone who could watch the baby for a minute while I washed dishes or peed. Someone to share lunch with (who won't throw it on the floor), and to shop with me and make me buy things. Oh I'm bad.

I've started bringing home boxes of my junk from the storage area at my dad's shop. This is pretty much all the stuff that was in my room at my mother's house when it was sold and we moved out. It is neat to time travel and see all my old school books, magazines, letters and drawings.

I've realized that I was bizarrely obsessive in 3rd grade. Every single journal entry since the kittens were born (we refer to the month prior to this as BC, Before Cats), Every. single. one. is about those blasted cats. There's even a note from the teacher saying "Please stick to the assigned journal topic." BUT I HAD TO TALK ABOUT MY CATS CATS CATS

We had dinner with my brother during the week, and breakfast with my stepmother, then dinner with my friend's sister. I ate out way too much, lots of sushi and other deliciousness, but it was like my vacation week too. Sorta.

A few weeks ago, my mother-in-law sent us home with a couple new toys that Hannah had expressed an interest in. The doll house, WE LOVE THE DOLL HOUSE. It has Little People. Hannah puts them in and out, peeks in the doors and windows, reaches in like Godzilla.

We also discovered the matching maracas to the ones we have - one big and one little. Now we have two of each, hurrah! I don't know how on earth one of each maraca ended up in mom's house, and one of each at dad's.

We went to the Farmer's Market today for the first time this year. I love going, though I always seem to spend plenty. But then I come home and we have FOOD in the house. Om nom nom nom