Fremont Market Day

Edie and I visited the Fremont Market on Sunday. She modeled this dirty Davey Crockett hat and glasses.

This photo reminds of the trip we took as a family where my little brother bought a coonskin cap and wore it CONSTANTLY, like including to bed, until it basically disintegrated. He was 20. Kidding! He was 30.

We got fish and chips and ate them by the canal:

We met this wolf:

And we found this basket of trolls and ponies:

Then we tried on some sunglasses:

Then we had to go home because Edie had to pee and she is way too refined to use a port a potty. That kid would hold it all day long if the only alternative is using a gross bathroom.

Sometimes April is not my favorite month

Hi all,

Sorry for my lazy posts of late. Sometimes April is the worst. Work-wise, it's always my busiest month and this year is no exception. I have an annual event that always falls in early May and then add to that this year a new event a week prior and you get this:

I feel scattered and like I'm flopping at work and in the home. We are pretty much always out of groceries, Edie is pretty much always throwing a tantrum about something really stupid like wanting to wear her blue tights when they are dirty, and I'm waking up in the middle of the night fretting about work projects. I find myself wanting to hide in bed and sleep through the next 3 weeks. I've been having vivid dreams about flying over storybook-like landscapes and inner tubing down a river in the dark with my Mom, aunt, cousins, and sister-in-law. When Edie yells my name from her room in the morning, I'm having a hard time popping out of bed like I usually do because I feel like I still have one foot in my dreamland and I'm not sure I'm ready to leave it yet. Real life feels infinitely less magical.

This morning, after getting Edie ready for school and sending her off with Jeff, I had my usual 9am Wednesday appointment with my trainer. I would have rather gone back to bed and fretted about work (not really, but kind of). But I mustered the effort and I'm so glad I did. It's such a cliche, but I felt miles better after going. Taking an hour where I am not in charge of making decisions (good or bad), straining to catch every detail in a meeting, or coping with a melting 4 year old is a GIFT. For an entire hour I wasn't focused on work OR parenting.

And then I went to work and resumed stressing out.

On the bright side, my girls are taking me out for a belated birthday thing on Friday and then Jeff and I have a double date and a babysitter scheduled for Saturday. So there is a light at the end of this week's tunnel. Oh, and the sun is shining! So I guess it can't be all bad. Jeff and I booked a trip to Maui for September and sometimes I just pull my cell phone out and look at the photos of our rental cottage and it makes me feel like everything is going to be okay soon.

Spring Photo Dump

Leftover decorations from a hawaiian themed bridal shower were brought home and immediately put to use:

Clam chowder date with Dad at Ivars:

This is maybe my new favorite photo:

While I was at the bridal shower, Jeff let Edie go crazy with paint:

Edie holding hands and being cute with Reid:

Mags and me at the bridal shower:

Edie did her own hair to attend the play Peter Pan with me and my Mom last weekend. I guess this is our new look:

She's trying super hard to look pissed in this photo. It's pretty much my favorite thing to make her try and laugh when she's acting like a petulant 13 year old. It makes her even more pissed, but it brings me great joy.