First Friends and Moving On

It’s been quite the week for us here. Work is still as insane as ever, I am so looking forward to the few days I’m going to spend in Las Vegas mid-July! Me, two of my girlfriends, a pool, and a margarita. Seriously, it sounds like a dream right about now. I’m not going to be checking email and I will not be answering any “Unknown” phone calls (i.e., the office). We are working hard on making some updates to our house, they’ve been needed for so long but of course we don’t do anything until we’re up against a deadline. So I have decided that Prayse’s birthday party is the deadline. I want to:

• Get the carpets steam cleaned (professionally)
• Call the Pest guy to spray
• Paint the living room (currently a nice bright orange… totally hubby’s choice, not mine)
• Paint the kitchen and actually finish it up (a year ago R and my dad put down the new floor, the base boards still haven’t made it back on)
• Numerous new touches like putting in a new door, changing up the “look” and feel of the rooms to be more grown up.

I am so tired of this house looking like a glorified college dorm room. I’m ready to grow up and make this our home. There are so many other things I’d love to do I sometimes ask myself why we bought this place. BUT you can only make the decisions with the information you have at hand.

So Miss P had her first real fight at daycare this week. Poor little babe got BIT!! She still has a mark on her left arm. Her and her buddy Tatyana were both by the window and apparently it was too small of a space for the both of them and Prayse ended up with teeth marks on her arm. I am of course very well aware of the fact that she was probably not 100% innocent in this Her and T are just like sisters, she’s her first real friend. They hug and fight like they’re related! I was bummed and just don’t want her to know that it is an option. Granted she was bound to find out at some point, I just hope it doesn’t plant any seeds in that brilliant mind of hers. You only need to show that one once and she’s all about it. I also found out that Tatyana and her family are moving to Ohio. It makes me sad, her last day is Wednesday. Prayse is so close to transitioning out of the infant room at daycare and she always gets really intimidated when she spends time in the transition room. I was so glad that T would be moving with her, now she’ll be all on her own. Prayse is such a people person so I know she’ll do well, but her and T are buddies and as a Mom I was glad she had someone. People move on, I get it but I was hoping T would be her “Daniele.” Daniele is the friend I’ve had since we were three and I love that fact. There is a certain level of comfort around those friends you’ve know forever (almost literally forever).

All right, off to pack. We have a big day tomorrow, my cousin is back in NE from San Antonio and we’re going to Kearney tomorrow for a family picnic, stopping in Grand Island for breakfast with friends along the way.