Thursday

Harper and I spent the morning at the school preparing things for Teacher Appreciation week.

I must tell you, they are the cutest items.

I totally forgot to take a picture but will next week.

Afterwards, a lot of miles were put on the Tahoe.

I was all over the place.

Harper napped nicely in her seat so is made all the miles peaceful.

 

After school, we headed to see Auntie Collins at work.

I was very impressed, the place was nice.

Cute, clean, crisp, modern with a Mexican twist.

I had pork carnitas, HG had chips with queso and salsa.

The husband arrived after we finished but his shrimp tacos were fabulous.

I did not eat a whole one.

The girls were shoveling it in like they hadn't eaten in days.

It was spicy.

It was soft.

It was chocolate.

It was amazing.

HG and Auntie Collins with Ollie.

HG loves her to the moon.

 

Ollie is spending the weekend with us as HG was the line leader this week.

That is a big deal.

 

Her laugh has always been contagious, even as a baby.
We spent an hour outside this evening and both girls were all over the place.
Hopefully an hour outside won't do major harm to Harper.

Telling ghost stories around the fire.

Ghost stories?

Princess ghost stories.

See?

Those who know her can almost hear her laughing in this picture.

She is such a free spirit.

Meow.

 

This was the scene tonight trying to get Harper to sleep.

She wasn't pitching a fit and I cheerish every moment rocking her.

She kept saying night night while I was rocking her and finally realized she wanted in her bed.

This is was Momma night night.

I realized where she was going with that.

I on earth could I tell her no?

Into the crib I went.

She sang to me.

She twirled my hair.

She kissed my face.

She laughed in the darkness.

She talked to me like I could understand everything she was saying.

She meowed, she oinked, she mooed.

She barked, tweeted, she meowed some more.

She never let go of my hand.

From laying there, it made me realized that those were the moments for her.

Those little things that she enjoys doing, even in the darkness, those were her small meaningful moments right now.

Those were her magic moments.

I also realized she is still spitting up or throwing up during the night.

I change our sheets more than the average person but it smelled like spit up.

Bad mom, I put her favorite Dora quilt down and she went right to sleep.