The summer has officially started over in my neck of things. This entails 8 weeks of a summer program designed for youth. As I type this, I have tackled ONE day thus far. What a change in my mornings as I try and pull myself out of my bed, feed a toddler and race out the door to drop off toddler and head into work. Something tells me this pregnancy is going to be quite different with all the walking and moving around I do.
Zip ties are a glorious invention!
No matter the time of the day or clothing, Eliza makes a B line to her little pool. Mommy has to shut and lock the door very quickly to ensure there is no quick dipping prior to the car.
I've made it 9 weeks!
Why does dinner time have to come around every day?