So I'm folding clothes and listening to the nineties rock station. Clair is starting to cry and I'm officially beggining to psych myself up for work tomorrow. it is a good end to a great weekend!
As you might know it was 4th avenue street fair weekend which means we can't park in front of our house for three days (this is why we leave back yard parking no matter how much I want to close it all in). The beautiful thing about street fair weekend, though, is that so many of our friends just pop by to say hi. We got to hang out with Brent and Fred and Cara and Cadence. Alice and Jerry and Mike and Heather and Nate.
And while all this was going on, Ricky managed to puke like 5 times. I blame it on my mom who was sick all last week. Fortunately no nasty stomach or bowel issues for me and Clair...yay for breastfeeding!
And I totally got our backyard ready to grass and Ricky ate our first strawberry of the season!
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