It's me. I know. But the main reason I posted was for my family, and now I see them all the time.
But now I post for Josie, and for myself when I want to look back and reminisce. So I'm trying. It's just that our days are like: Took Eleanor to preschool, brought Geneva home so she could play with all of Eleanor's toys. Took Eleanor to preschool, took Geneva to gymnastics. Took Eleanor to gymnastics. Took Eleanor to preschool, took Geneva to the grocery store.
But spring break! So last week, Eleanor was at an athletic fundamentals camp (we've been calling it 'sportsball camp') but in the next town over, and I hate driving JUST ENOUGH that I won't drive the half-hour home, so Geneva and I have been bopping around Abbotsford, land of my early 20s. Just havin a starbucks,
hitting a thrift store,
hitting a more different thrift store,
finding a 'diant squeyyel' in a library (Geneva that is a chipmunk omg),
reading to a fake doggo at that same library,
finding an Irish polar bear (what) at a more different library,
sitting in a hand-chair at that same library ('dis chair is holdin me!'),
havin a muffin,
havin a tea.
Now it's WEEK TWO of spring break, how is spring break two weeks long BUT we have already been to see a magic show and Eleanor is exactly the right age for terrible puns and chicken-butt jokes.