Nope, not school. I'm up in the air, in an airplane. Sol and I have a big weekend planned-we're flying to VEGAS. And get this--we are going to the NASCAR banquet. No joke. I've got my maternity overalls all ready to go. Just kidding. I found a cute cocktail dress that fits over my belly, so that is what I am wearing. Stay tuned.
We're leaving Finley here--it's a long flight and we have sweet friends here taking care of him. Victoria and Amy are shuttling Finley back and forth. I can't imagine leaving him with people he knows better or who love him more, but I still get teared up thinking about not seeing him until Monday after school. That's a long long time.
Because we are suckers for our sweet boy, we gave him his Christmas present tonight. We wanted him to have fun while we were gone--and he doesn't understand Christmas anyways. What's the point in making him wait? It's just cruel.
He loves it. He loves his little kitchen.
We're writing a book on parenting--the first chapter is about letting your kids crawl on countertops.
Also he is wearing his Christmas pajamas. My spiritual gift is waiting.
You totally should've taken Finley to a Nascar event so he could fit in with his mullet!
ReplyDeleteRachel, we need to talk about a haircut for the little man. What are your thoughts?
ReplyDeleteOOh. The haircut is coming up again. Here's what you don't know ladies - the little guy has started blowing his hair out of his face with his mouth.
ReplyDeleteMaybe we'll get a haircut while Rach and Sol are gone. JUST KIDDING. That's the meanest thing I can imagine.
the overalls comment was FUNNY. please tell me you have a pair and that you'll post some maternity pics wearing them! have fun on your trip!
ReplyDeleteNot just on the counter top, but on the stove! Go Finley!
ReplyDeleteStop. I love the hair. Sol says I need to get him detangler. We can have a haircut forum after we see if that improves the curls. Because the curls are so sweet.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE the comment about how cruel it would be to make Finley wait for Christmas. HOHOHO!
ReplyDeleteThis can be chapter 7 in my book of parenting.
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