(But don't worry, when school is officially out for teachers, I'll be hosting a pretty sweet start of summer giveaway. You'll want to win. I promise. And I'm having a 70 followers giveaway. And another one after that where I'm still working out details. I love winning stuff, but I really love helping other people win stuff!)
This post has little to do with the end of my school year, but I've been counting down for so long that I had to tell everyone, "School's Out!" I love standing in the hallway the last day as students file out with "Have a good summer!" repeated over and over again.
One more day for the grown ups, and then I can relax into summer as well. And start my "to do" list. Here's what I've got so far:
* Reorganize basement
* Reorganize kitchen
* Move rocking chair upstairs and upstairs chair to basement
* Start Ellie's baby book
* Make dinner occasionally
* Read books for fun
* Train for a marathon under the guidance of a coach
* Go on dates with my husband
* Play with Ellie
* Locate the breakfast tray
Huh? Locate the breakfast tray? That's right. This morning, I decided to be super sweet and bring Matt breakfast in bed. Ellie slept until after 6 am, so once she was fed and content, I brought her swing to the kitchen and made pancakes. Then, I started looking for the beautiful breakfast tray I received at my bridal shower. I couldn't find it anywhere, so Matt's breakfast was served on a cookie sheet.
Yep, I'm that classy.
Since next time we have a party, I don't want to serve appetizers on the cookie sheet, I better find that tray.
Oh, and I need to add baby-proofing to my list.
I left Ellie on her tummy time mat for about 54 seconds this morning while I grabbed her bottle. She started off on her side. I came back to find my little escape artist headed to the kitchen herself. I guess she rolled over and decided she was bored with the living room.
|(I'm coming, mommy! Don't you leave me here!)|
Note: She left the pink stuffed cat behind.
Note: Her head is still on the ground.
Note: She is angry.
Note: She is not even four months old.
Note: She left a crumpled mat in her wake.
One more day of work. Yay!