It felt good to be home after being out of town for two weekends in a row.
I had a ton of work stuff to finish up and loads of laundry to catch up on. Sloan loves to watch me fold laundry. She is excellent at sorting socks. Obviously, I have a problem. Target socks are our favorite. Seriously, buy yourself some CG athletic socks. Heaven on earth.
My work projects have been all over the map lately. I am still helping to design a corporate building down in Orem and the progress has been so fun to watch. I also helped them develop some motivational social media ads (over 20 of them, actually)…
Along with some fun info graphics…
I have also been designing some POPs for a local spa product company, which has been so refreshing.
Wednesday night the three of us went out to run some errands and get some sushi. 1 of my 2 dates fell asleep (honestly, story of her life) half way into our dinner.
I know I am cursing myself, but Sloan has been an exceptional baby the last few weeks. She is always great, but especially these past few weeks she has been stellar. Sleeping pretty much through the night, taking regular and long naps during the day, and happy as ever when she is awake. Zach had a brilliant idea – we were going to have Sloan Appreciation Day on Friday, to show Sloan how grateful we are for her being such a trooper these past few weeks. Sounds crazy, right? Well not according to a fancy shmancy parenting book I read before Sloan came. I guess even babies understand positive affirmation. So that is exactly what we planned to do.
Thursday night Zach and I went out just the two of us. My parents watched Sloan and we went over to Jordan Landing (because it is convenient from their house) for dinner and a movie. And by dinner I mean In N Out Burger by street lamp light.
Then we caught our movie. Smelling like two greasy cheeseburgers.
Friday we had Sloan Appreciation Day. I finished all my work stuff during her morning nap and when she woke up we were all business. Reading her favorite books 10,000 times. Playing with Sophie the Giraffe and her favorite rattle until she hit herself in the head with it because she was so tired. Then she took another long afternoon nap – with Sophie and my hair in hand.
When she woke up I painted her toenails. She has been obsessed with her feet lately and I thought it would be funny to paint her teeny toes to see her reaction. It blew her tiny little mind. She wouldn’t stop staring at them. When I put socks on her to go out she had a mini melt down!
We had another carpet picnic for dinner on Friday and gave Sloan a long bath before putting her to bed and watching a movie, just the two of us.
The next morning I begged Zach to go with me to Lonestar for fish tacos. He obliged and so the three of us got ready to drive down south.
As soon as we got there, Sloan was fascinated by all the people and the loud Latino music. She wouldn’t focus on us for more than a couple of seconds – she was in heaven.
Afterwards we stopped at The Store to get Zach’s favorite turkey roast and other supplies for Sunday dinner.
Daylight Savings threw us off a little bit (more me than Sloan, actually) and we barely made it to sacrament. Sloan is finally fitting into some of her church clothes…
After church I cooked dinner for the three of us. I had a meeting and Zach attended our neice’s harp recital. But making a full meal that didn’t involve anything frozen was an accomplishment if you ask me.
I still trip out at the fact that a baby lives in our house. Lives with us, in our house.
Crazy.