Sunday, September 27

whirlygig weekend



just right combo of busy and still... company and alone time
here are some highlights:

We took Abigail for a mini-hike... it might have been her first one through the sort of fall-like woods. She actually fell asleep in the Bjorne. I was surprised that was even possible.

One of my favorite moments was when Abby was being Abby, the spit up queen. Unfortunately, this happened during "airplane" time. (i've been patiently waiting forever for this to happen) So we see matthew below laughing despite just having wiped abby puke all out of his shirt, neck, beard, and yes... his mouth. i might have been laughing through the whole incident. Who could blame me? Abby looks a bit penitent though doesn't she?
Then Saturday night matthew's band played at a house party. Abigail was her perfect party self, even falling asleep to her papa's voice... until someone plugged some amps in (or was it the drum set right next to the couch) when she not only woke up, but promptly covered her ears with both hands. We left minutes later.


This is the wives club. Good times.

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