Nico is teething. I mean, they are RIGHT there and still, nothing. Poor guy is also fighting off a case of the crummies. I feel for my guy this week!
Lia is grounded this week. I hate that. I hate that I had to ground my six-year old. But I also hate the turn her attitude is taking lately. I tell myself that these should be the easy years and then I tell myself certain situations occur and things happen and sometimes, just sometimes kids struggle too.
On a brighter note, I just finished this book. I was completely hooked and I found myself reading the last chapters in a hurry, itching to find out what happened!
I plan on gabbing about it (and a lot of other things too) at book club tonight with some friends while my sweet guy picks up our boy a new carseat tonight. It's the end of an era. Or, the first year of babyhood! We're switching Nico to a rear-facing convertible seat in hopes that he'll protest his carseat a little less often.
The rest of this week was good. My sweet girl brought me flowers. There was a lunch date with my sweet guy. A solo trip to HomeGoods (!!) and I stocked up on some books at the library.
Here's to the last weekend of January!