When sickness attacks your home, naturally some things slide. Dishes pile up, exercise doesn't happen, and getting dressed for the day consists of changing from one set of pajamas to another. Anyway, when Sunday hit and Robb was insisting we leave for church...now...I realized the three remaining flecks of nail polish weren't going to suffice with peep toe shoes. Some days you only have time to address what will be seen.
So this past week was all about returning to status quo and I think we're back. Colby is his normal happy self, the apartment is clean, and someday I might find time to finish the rest of my toes.
:: Colby's making serious strides towards walking. Most of the time you can find him walking on all fours like so:
Or using his "walker" to get around. We tried tricking him into walking by himself, but the second we sneak our hands away, he sits down.
:: We got crafty. Robb helped me convert the back of an old picture frame into lovely chevron wall art and I adore it.
:: I hosted our ward's play group this week. There's about seven or eight moms who come and we spend most of the time protecting the eyes/ears/limbs of the wee ones from their larger, curious peers. It's a weekly highlight for us.
:: I made Chicken, Spinach, and Cannellini Bean Quesadillas for the first time and they were amazing. Robb was pleasantly surprised. In our first months of marriage he put a limit on how many new recipes I could try per week after three consecutive failures (the thought of vegetarian enchiladas still makes me gag) in the kitchen and every once in awhile I can see an anxious look in his eye when I announce something new.
And one of my patients drew my portrait:
I never realized how manly I look.