MON. Dec. 10 – A Day (or Weekend) in the Life. What did you do on Saturday, December 8th … or that weekend – December 8-9. Let’s take a peak into each others lives as as we chronicle what we all did on that day (or during the weekend).
Ok. so… I’m single. Never been married. No children. So my weekends are usually an alternating version of keeping up with housework, running errands, blogging, taking cats to the vet OR going out for the day- maybe shopping, eating at a fave restaurant, going to see a movie.
Now I do spend as much time as I can with my nieces on the weekends- but I don’t get to see them every weekend.
My youngest niece has been here since THURSDAY. Yes, I’m tired as I type this. Her parents and sister have been in Walt Disney World since Thursday and Little A has been here.
By the time she leaves tomorrow, she’ll have been here for almost 144 hours. In those hours:
-We’ve watched Peppa Pig 400 million times. I can now do a pretty good impression of Peppa Pig.
-Frozen has been on the Kindle Fire AND the big TV countless times. I like Frozen, so not complaining.
-She’s told me to “shh” while I’m singing “Let It Go” at least 500 times.
– We’ve had spaghetti. And a mess.
-I’ve laid down and napped every day.
-I’ve charged the Kindle Fire 500 times.
– We’ve had 5 oranges and have progressively gotten messier with the eating of the orange as the days have went by.
-We’ve eaten chocolate chip cookies.
-I’ve fixed socks, searched for a pacifier, made countless bottles of orange juice, apple juice, milk, & water.
– The people at Wendy’s had a good laugh today as we negotiated chicken nuggets and french fries.
I’m tired right now. I anticipate being more tired before she leaves tomorrow. One day- as she’s walking to receive her diploma in some smarty pants degree that I know she will have one day, I’m going to tear up and remember these days- the days we danced to Frozen, the days we played, the way she hugged me and giggled. How she would say “Tam, where are you?” and climb in my lap. How I would hear the pitter-patter of little feet running down the hall. I’m tired, but I’m reminded of the saying that “the days are long, but the years are short” and I know that is true. She’s almost 2 and I just feel like it was yesterday I was in the hospital taking photos after she was born.
I treasure each memory making opportunity- but I’ll be ready to not watch Peppa Pig for awhile. 😉
*How was your weekend?*
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