Weekend Review

This weekend was full of exciting events.

On Friday night, Megan's dance class performed for Willowbrook Nursing Home.

During the course of the performance, it became painfully obvious our daughter was far too talented for "rec center" dance lessons. Next year (so she can achieve her full potential AND wear a costume that doesn't look like it is from the dollar store) I'm enrolling her in dance class at a real studio.

Seriously, she was the only kid who blew a kiss at the end of the routine. I'm feeling the possibility of private lessons in her future. (Take a deep breath John - I'm joking :)

On Saturday, I decided it would be a fantastic idea for me to pull Megan in the wagon and walk about 893754 miles. Once I got home I had my first round of Braxton Hicks contractions. Not the labor inducing kind, just the kind that make it completely uncomfortable to stand, walk, sit, or lay. (No pictures since I had to get into the bathtub to relax leaving John to manage all the household responsibilities.)

On Sunday we went to my mom's house to celebrate her birthday.

Please pardon my daughter's immodest attire. I didn't bring her bathing suit and she wasn't letting that small problem stop her from swimming with her cousins.

Feeling sorry for my half naked child, my mom was able to find this old bathing suit that was 12 sizes too big.

All the grandkids (except for the two currently incubating in the womb).