This week was kind of a blur.  I think because Monday was the holiday that it kind of threw me off.  I remember that I cleaned my house.  There was an activity for Activity Days on Wednesday, but other than that the days kind of melted together.  My work projects are tapping out my free time, but I can’t complain.  Being busy is a blessing, and I will never complain about being busy.  Our weekend, however, I do remember.  And it was pretty perfect.

We have been spending a lot of time in “Zachland”.  It is Sloan’s equivalent of Christmas morning.  Although I despise the look of this contraption, it brings her so much joy.  How can I refuse?

Friday I had a dreaded dentist appointment.  Turns out pregnancy / giving birth can do a number on your teeth.  And my Diet Coke intake doesn’t help either, I am sure.  I had two small cavities [6 years strong cavity free until this fiasco] and my dentist wanted to take care of them ASAP.  So I asked my mom to meet us Friday morning and we drove down together to Dr. Wright’s office.  He is located right across from Temple Square.  So while I got drilled and filled – my Mom and Sloan walked around Temple Square.  Afterwards we decided to get some lunch at Plates and Palates in Bountiful – where Sloan tried her hand at a restaurant high chair for the first time.

Then we hit up Swig, did a little shoe shopping, and hit up Station Park.  I had intended to find a dress for my aunt and uncle’s temple sealing coming up…but ended up buying Sloan a bunch of nonsense attire.

I’ve decided it’s a good thing I don’t do crack, because I can barely keep myself away from drinking soda and from buying baby clothes.  I have too much of an addictive personality.

Friday evening when Zach got home from work we drove down to Jordan Landing to stop at the Nike Outlet store.

 Zach took a bunch of my shorts to his “man weekend” in Cabo because he claims he has none of his own.  Side note:  as I type this I am looking at two pairs of his basketball shorts…so…

We had some sushi afterwards where Sloan accidentally had her first taste of miso soup.  Her little fingers are too fast for me these days.

Saturday was another one for the books.  I decided after Sloan was born that I was going to wait until she was 6 months old to do any long runs.  I have been nervous about my milk supply suffering due to heavy exercise, so I haven’t let myself run over 3 miles.  Once she hit her 6 month mark, I decided to get back into running and hit it hard.  I have some races I want to participate in, so I had better get my bum in gear.  I have a new routine where I put Sloan down to bed at 8:00 and then go for a long run on Monday, Wednesdays, and whenever I can on Saturdays.  Friday night Sloan slept like a champ and we woke up with big plans.  We ventured to the Gateway for some lunch and some shopping.  Sloan sported her first pair of shorties.  Honestly, I kind of get down in the dumps when we visit the Gateway.  That place is a ghost town.  We pretty much had the place to ourselves…besides Build a Bear.  Build a Bear is where it’s at, apparently.

Afterwards I made Zach stop at Cutler’s for a sugar cookie, we ate dinner at Zach’s favorite – Applebee’s – and then we returned home.  Then I went on a long run as the sun set.  It feels good to be back doing a little more strenuous exercise.  Zach and I finished off our Saturday night with a Redbox, just the two of us, after Sloan zonked out.

Sunday Sloan I managed to make it through all three meetings of church.  I spent a good percentage in the Mother’s Room…but we freaking made it.  I honestly walked out of there feeling like I deserved a gold medal or something.  I settled for a cold one.  A Diet Coke, of course.  Sloan celebrated by taking a solid nap as soon as we got home.

After church we drove up to Ogden to eat dinner at the Hendo’s.  Frankie, Sloan’s adorable cousin, doted on her for over an hour.  She put Sloan in a stroller made for a doll and fed her “school lunch” AKA plastic food from Mimi’s toy room.  Sloan was in heaven.  I don’t know if it was because she finally was riding in a stroller her size or if it was the plastic sandwich components.  Either way, it made her whole day.  She needs a sibling in a bad way.  NOT R I G H T AWAY…but eventually.  We had the best dinner outside on Mimi and Papa’s deck.  Salmon, chicken kabobs, rice, fruit, a summer salad, corn on the cob.  It felt like summer and I didn’t want it to end.  We discovered Sloan is a little bit more like her mother when it comes to heat.  She is a fair weather fan.  I get sweaty and flushed too, baby girl.  I do too…I wish every weekend could be just like this one.