My Week Through Instagram

date nightLast Friday my brother’s girlfriend and I decided to make the boys dinner and have a sort of impromptu double date night in. We made tacos (because they’re delicious) and Samantha got all excited and set candles up on the table.

I realize that this doesn’t really sound like a big deal, but my husband makes dinner pretty much every night of the week—no matter what time he gets home. I’m trying to be at least a little bit better at getting my cook on (hence the Conquering the Kitchen series), but we’ll see. At the very least I’m completely impressed with myself for making my own taco seasoning (thank you, Pinterest). Yeah, that’s me patting myself on the back.

first day of schoolMonday was Samantha’s first day of second grade. I’m not quite sure how she is suddenly old enough to be in second grade or why someone can’t just stop time for me so my babies stop getting so stinking big. But, yeah. She’s in second grade and she loves it.

My favorite part of each day this week has been when Sam gets off the bus in the afternoon and Ellie attacks her with a monster bear hug before insisting they hold hands on the walk back into the house.

sleepEllie is such a little ball of nonstop energy. I can’t resist taking pictures of her while she sleeps because it’s pretty much the only time she is ever still. That’s not even true. She’s even a wild sleeper. I woke up in the middle of the night last night and peeked in at the girls and found Ellie with her head at the foot of the bed and her arm wrapped around the edge. Luckily for me she’s a much deeper sleeper than her sister so I moved her back to the safe zone (right between her two toddler rails so she can bounce off those instead of straight onto the floor) without a peep.

toddler gropeSpeaking of sleep, this is how it comes on most nights. I lay down in her bed with her, read her a story, and a cuddle up with her until she falls asleep. Most people will probably tell me I’m doing it all wrong and cite sleep studies and whatever else they have up their sleeves, but I’m finally at a point where I don’t care. It took seven years of mommyhood, but I really don’t care. This works for us and we both enjoy the cuddle time. And to be honest with you, they’re not going to want to snuggle with momma at night forever, so I’ll take it while I can get it, thank you very much.

play dateMy oldest friend in the universe came up from NJ this week and we got our two-year olds together for a little play date. The cuteness was kind of unbearable as they rode around her parents’ backyard in his little car. They seriously looked like teenagers going on a first date. There was very little talking but lots of giggles and shy smiles. I love the look on Brayden’s face and Ellie’s crossed ankles.

Not pictured is Brayden’s teeny tiny one-month old sister who put my baby fever into another level.

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