Last week went by too fast, especially considering it was a 3-day holiday weekend. Days off always go by too fast!
Lark’s Tuesday swim class was cancelled, and we didn’t make Thursday’s because of our trip north for the holiday. The week wasn’t anything exciting, just our usual day-to-day.
The fourth was great. I always enjoy spending it in northern Michigan with family and friends. I was sentimental, being that it was Lark’s last ‘first’ holiday. I know, I’m THAT crazy mom. But she’s 10 months today, and we have gone through an entire year of first holidays, which means she’s almost one and that much closer to not being a baby anymore. My heart aches, yet bursts with joy at the fun to come…motherhood is the saddest AND most amazing journey at the same time.
It was a pretty chill weekend with Friday’s usual parade-watching and fireworks. We also enjoyed some tacos from a delicious taco truck, Happy’s Tacos. And they were amazing! I got sunburnt, of course, and we initially thought Lark’s cheeks did as well, but then realized it was an allergic type of reaction from an unknown source, but she was fine. Her sleep schedule was a little off, which could have contributed, but she was a happy camper all weekend.
She also got to meet her cousin, Lance, for the first time. They’re only 2 days apart so that was a lot of fun. He’s all over the place, standing and nearly walking, and was pretty smitten with Lark, as she was with him. She would just giggle when she saw him. It was cute.
Saturday was spent celebrating Lark’s great-great aunt, who turned 90 earlier in the week. After the party, lots of cousins played a very competitive game of wiffle ball. I proceeded to hang on the sidelines and get eaten alive by mosquitoes. Just a typical day for me.
Sunday we came home and were so tired. A pile of weekend laundry leftovers and luggage still lies in the middle of our dining room. Maybe I’ll clean it up today…maybe…