I was hoping Pete and I would have a quick ski vacation while kid-free, but of course the timing never works - he is doing a marathon next weekend, so the ski trip got vetoed. The new plan? Sleeping in, mani/pedis, and organizing the basement (boo).
For Valentine's Day, K and I took the little girls to Starbucks for cake pops. They are quite social little beings, and they love waving and saying hi to everyone, so Starbucks is a treat for them. And, with lattes and built in distractions for the girls, it's a treat for K and I too. The girls almost always get mistaken for twins - matching blue eyes, similar hair color, same height, and obvious love for each other. Instead, they are something almost as special as twins - best friends.
Addy has become the queen of expressions. The over-the-shoulder we both know I shouldn't do this, but are you going to stop me look, the yeah and I dare you to try and stop me look, the I love you look.
"Helping" me write checks. Never turn your back on a toddler, a pen, and a checkbook.
OK, it's time to face the music. And pack up the bags, and the car. And try and tell myself I will. not. cry. when we drive back on Monday with an empty backseat.