I'm so, so glad that The Girl Next Door Grows Up is back with her Feel Good Friday. This has been a long week, feeling good on Friday sounds like an excellent idea.
Here goes 5 memories from this week:
At long last I solved the mystery of why it takes so long for an 8 year old boy to sweep. It's all about balance.
"Look Ma, no hands."
Sand, part one. I just loved this photograph.
I did not photograph "Sand, part four ." Sand part four was when I realized that the surprise birthday party, where my 14 year old daughter was supposed to be surprised, was in fact at a different park.
I had to scoop up the above happy boys to take them to the correct-surprise-party-park. Let's just say they were not happy campers and did not shift gears smoothly, especially since my actions appeared arbitrary and grossly unfair.
It probably looked like I was abducting them.
We did make it to the right venue where my daughter was surprised.
I got to sit in the park on a gorgeous day,
and chat with good friends,
and eat chocolate cake,
and watch my daughter's eyes sparkle.
Hey, my 5th "feel good" is comprised of 5 feel-good components. I guess it was an exponentially better week than I thought.
7 comments:
OMG I am laughing so hard! You went to the wrong park!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am just dying over here, I have tears in my eyes.
Also, I love the sand box intensity!
Yes Girl, Right day, right time, even the right child, wrong park...
That is a cool sand park! I bet the neighborhood cats love it!
Cheeseboy,
UGGHHHHH! That had never occurred to me.
Excuse me, I need to go shower now.
Oh, I love these stories so we can all see we're human!
Made me laugh.
Very pretty cake, by the way.
Happy Birthday!
Completely forgot yesterday was Friday, but I think I have a good reason. :)
Love this post! Love the sand park, Isaiah would be impossible to drag away from there! Love the memory you made with your daughter. Glad that you were able to enjoy more than you realized this week.
Yes whatta park that is. Ah, the challenges of motherhood - getting the boys to leave when they are in that intensity. I hope you get to go back.
Happy Birthday to your daughter.
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