When I got in bed last night I thought to myself “Man, that was a busy weekend.” Yet it wasn’t super busy per se but rather just full. We didn’t have a list of things we HAD to do. Instead we just did things we wanted to do and took advantage of the warm winter we’re having.

Liv and I went to the park alone for a little date. The Man and Hannah had a birthday party to go to so we had a little fun of our own.

She wanted to go in the baby swing but I convinced her she can sit in the big girl swing. She was so scared at first and didn’t even want me to push her but then she got brave.

She swang for a while and let me push her higher and higher each time.

The slide has always been her favorite thing though and after a while of swinging she told me “I done. I wanna slide.” She went up and down that slide, each time yelling “I’M GONNA DO IT AGAIN!”

That evening Hannah came running in asking if she could help our neighbor with her bake sale. I looked outside and sure enough the little girl next door that Hannah plays with a lot was having a bake sale in her driveway.

I mean, really? How cute is that?

Yesterday morning the girls had breakfast like they always do on the weekends at the little table in our living room while watching Spongebob.

I saw the sun shining through that window so perfectly and it was then that I decided we were going to go feed the ducks at the pond. The last time they didn’t care at all about the bread and while I knew they probably wouldn’t again this time, it was the point behind it that mattered.

By the time I got Livie out of her carseat the big girls had already thrown the hotdog buns in the water. Whole. I got there just in time to see the last bun sinking in the water. Livie didn’t even get to throw any. I kind of got upset for a second because I had this whole image in my mind of getting pictures of the girls playfully throwing pieces of bread in the water and MAYBE even ducks coming to eat it.

If I know anything about parenting it’s improvising. So many things happen that aren’t planned and you just have to go with it and change the plans. So I told the girls to just go run around and have fun doing what they wanna do.

What I learned? They don’t really care so much about feeding the ducks there. Actually, they don’t even care about the ducks at all. They cared about running around doing what they wanted to do….

Like finding seashells…

Or picking flowers…

Or jumping around on a hill.

The day turned out to be pretty good even if the ducks didn’t care about the bread…and the girls didn’t care about the ducks.

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By the way, OCD Livie is still around.

I find more and more toys lined up by each other perfectly and facing the same direction.

If I move anything and she sees me she freaks out and tells me to not touch her stuff. It takes everything in me to not laugh when she does it. She’s highly disturbed by me moving any of her things she’s lined up. So I leave them and take pictures instead.

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Today was a good Monday to follow suit from the weekend. Enjoy your week.