I had dinner with friends last Thursday, including one particularly chatty four-year-old. It's adorable. I'm pretty sure she was speaking full sentences the day she was born.
This is why I don't offer to babysit more often. This exact interaction actually happened.
(It was a plastic knife, but still...)
Last weekend I was a little overwhelmed because I had to pack for a work staff retreat, a visit to my parents' house, and a trip to a friend's lake house, all at once. I made lots of checklists.
Before my work's staff retreat really kicked off, I got to finalize some stage design that I'd been working on. It was nice to see it all come together.
Our retreat was catered by a local Mexican restaurant, and it became a running gag that we had Mexican food for every meal, including breakfast. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining! It was delicious and I'd be okay if we served only-Mexican-food from here on out.
The retreat ended with us all gathered in an outside amphitheater, and once we were dismissed, I scurried up the top and into the forest towards where my car was parked. I was excited to rush home and see my mom and dad!
...And once I was at my parents' house, I started working on our family Christmas card.
Then we celebrated Thanksgiving! Definitely a fun week.