I finally feel like spring is here! Unfortunately, I spend so much time indoors that it seems as if the trees transition from bare to full green in a matter of days. We're planning to pick up some flowers for our window boxes and tomato plants next week. I'm so looking forward to fresh tomatoes.
Last weekend, the girls each had a friend over for a group playdate. It was probably the warmest (or one of the warmest) days we've had yet - 77 degrees. There was zero wind and the mosquitoes were out in full force. Of course, I didn't realize this until all the kids had been bitten. Allie and Anna tend to have allergic reactions to bites and ended up with swelling. Ugh. I loathe mosquitoes.
At Rich's urging, I fired up my Kindle a mere two months after it was gifted to me. He wanted me to at least make sure that it worked. It did. I decided to read Gone Girl as it was the first book that came to mind. I balked when I discovered that the Kindle version cost almost the same as an actual book though so I headed to my local library's website, where I was a granny stuck in 1986. I did figure out how to borrow books and that one was available. It didn't take me long to finish it so next I checked out The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Wasn't everyone reading that a few years ago? It took me awhile (like 40% of the way in) to get into the book. I'm not so sure I'm going to read the other two books in that trilogy though. Next on my list is The Hunger Games.
Allie did that in art class and I just love it.
It was interesting to watch the girls spend their Target gift cards (bday present from their aunt) this weekend. Both Emily and Allie chose books while Anna went for toys (little pet dog and sparkly Converse sneakers for her doll, both from the Our Generation line.) She's no fool and can just read their books later.
This weekend, Emily and her BFF attended a half sleepover, which to them was really more like an 1/8 of a sleepover as Rich picked them up shortly after 8:00. The past few months have been difficult for me as a parent. One the hand, it's fulfilling to see my kids grow but at times, I'm still so fearful that something bad is going to happen. I know I'm overprotective and I don't think I should be ashamed of it. I think I would have been an overprotective parent regardless but I don't know how much Abigail's death plays into it.
I was able to bring the girls to dance last week, which was exciting for both them and me. I believe December was the last time I was able to do so. Their recital is next month and while I'm looking forward to it, I'm not looking forward to keeping the lollipops from an untimely death or the french braids. The hair requirement again for this year is two french braids which means I need to give myself an hour just for hair. Note to self: check hairspray supply.