Where does one go when one is on a diet, trying to get in shape and train for a marathon?
Why, the All American Pie Festival of course! Why I like to torture myself, I don’t know. I didn’t actually partake in any pie today, but it was a beautiful day to just get out and walk with our friends so we went anyway. I can see just how fun these things will be, in just a few years… when I can let them out of the stroller:) They had crafts, and bounce houses, a blue-grass bad, games- I can’t wait till they get a little older and can enjoy all of these activities. But of course, when they do, I’ll be saying “What happened to my babies??”.
A little project I worked on yesterday:
The before- I had to take the whole thing out of the room so I could work on it when the kids were napping (it doesn’t get used as a changing table anymore, as the babies are way too wiggly, and get changed on the floor now.)
The after- notice all the items are moved to the left side of the table? That’s because it is up against Cameron’s crib, who will methodically pull every item within his reach and spread them all over his crib like a little nest’o’clothes.
Hopefully we will make it to a Arts and Music Festival tomorrow at Lake Eola! If I’m not too lazy… I can go for a run at 10:30 pm, but sometimes the prospect of loading up three babies and driving an hour to get somewhere makes me want to hide:)