Lately

Before our regularly scheduled program of Quinn pictures and stories, I thought I'd share a few things I'm dreaming about lately.

1) I need to start doing more painting / crafting with Quinn. I love the idea of hanging up her masterpieces in our kitchen like this:

 

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2) How cute is this for a nursery or kid's room?!

 

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3) This could not be more true

 

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4) Nor could this

 

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In fun, but currently unattainable news, I decided on the colour scheme for our master bedroom...

 

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Yellow, blue and gray.

Caitlin Wilson fabrics, while beautiful, are just slightly out of this gal's price range at the moment...but there's always Christmas ?! (major hint dropping dear husband)

 

Speaking of bedroom, I also love this lamp:

  

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 For some reason, just writing " I also love this lamp" made me immediately think of Steve Carell in Anchorman...

 

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Well, with all those dreams and funnies out of the way, back to reality.

 

Last weekend my pantry went from this:

  

To this:

I threw out an embarrasing amount of expired food.

Like half the pantry.

Yikes.

 

Let's see, what else did we do....

 

Oh, well Quinn learned to put on her own sunglasses (or as Daddy calls them, 'sunny gs')

 

 

We went to the library

 

 

And last, but certainly not least, we got some very good news.

Our doctor at the fertility clinic gave us the green light to try again for a baby!

What better way to celebrate than with a frozen yogurt sundae...

 

  

Happy days!
xo, Vicky

Dreams

Sometimes I have weird dreams.

Sometimes those dreams are so realistic, when I wake up I have a hard time realizing they aren't true.

I'm sure many of you can relate.

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Given the dream I had last night, I sincerely hope this isn't true.

Let me explain...

The dream started quite nicely with my sister and I going to a spa.

It started to go downhill when I threw a fit and got kicked out.

Next, Simon and I decided it would be fun to sneak into random houses without the homeowners noticing. I should note that Quinn came along too.

At one particular home, we walked in the front door, managed to sneak past the woman in the front room, went upstairs and jumped on a bed. Again, Quinn was with us. We got tired of our game and decided to leave. The problem is, we got caught by the man of the house who chased us out.

We thought, "wow - what a close call", and vowed to never do it again.

The next day we see a new group on Facebook. Plastered all over the group are pictures of Simon and I and a message to warn local homeowners of us.

I freak out.

 I think about how our reputations, careers, friendships, etc. will be ruined.

It is awful.

Simon remains calm while he explains what we could be charged with if police find us.

I decide I can't stand the guilt and decide to call the homeowners and explain.

When he answers the phone I start to cry and tell him about our game and how we never wanted to cause anyone harm. He seems to be sympathetic, but his wife is not.

The dream ends with me pleading with the wife, in person, not lay charges and suddenly she turns into a wilted flower.

I'll leave you to ponder the hidden meanings and messages of that doozy.

Have a great weekend!

xo Vicky