52! Fifty-two! Fiddy-duex! (Please don’t punch me.)
Now clearly I didn’t think this all the way through because there are only 52 weeks in a year yet somehow I have a few days left of 2014 for Life 365. Don’t worry, I will not forget about those few days, the final days, the end of days. Oh and you’re gone.
What a week it’s been! Vacation! Can I get a woot woot? It’s been so wonderful to spend time with our families. Emma is in heaven and I am in nap mode. There is something so comforting about spending time in a real home and not in a 500 square-foot apartment. Frosted window panes…
Okay, did anyone notice that ABC Family completely skipped the Goblet of Fire during the Harry Potter Weekend? Or did I just miss it? Any who…
Here are last week’s photos.
TWENTY-TWO I got my hairs cut and my eyebrows waxed. I instantly felt 20 pounds lighter. Can I get a hallelujah?
TWENTY-THREE Twinsies! Auntie and baby making the same facial expression. Oh you two.
TWENTY-FOUR Christmas Eve fist pump. Victory! Oh she’s just too stinkin’ adorable.
TWENTY-FIVE I know, Christmas festivities are exhausting. Either that, or she ate too many Christmas cookies and is now in a sugar coma. You be the judge.
TWENTY-SIX How is it possible that my little girl is looking so grown up? Someone punch me. Good thing she’s agreed to let me move away to college with her.
TWENTY-SEVEN It has been COOOOOOLD at night here. Holy spumoni. Grandma Bev watched the wee one on Saturday night so Paul and I could go out to dinner, dancing, star gazing, and fire-starting. It was a hoot and a half.
TWENTY-EIGHT My parents popped up to Bakersfield to say goodbye one more time. Emma has stolen hearts and taken names.
We are in Bakersfield for a couple more days before we take our New Year’s trip to somewhere. (Did I mention that Paul planned a mini-trip somewhere for us and I do not know where we are going?)
(And I know you’re gone.)