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Our morning ritual of Meadow and I making breakfast while Scott sleeps in. 

We haven't had bagel and egg sandwiches in a long time so I put it on the menu this week.

These are always a good quick breakfast.

This is Meadow's favorite place in the whole house.

She thinks she's a cat. She drags her chair all the way from the dining room to the front window. It's probably a good thing we never got around to refinishing the floors.

Since our main floor bathroom is still under construction that means no bath for Meadow. I filled up our kitchen sink and she refused to go in.

She got a shower instead. Every time I give her a bath she points to her towel and says, "Baby!" I then wrap her up, rock her and sing, "Oh, Mama's little baby." It's the one time she lets me hold her like this so I enjoy the moment. 

I had to prime and paint the bead board we're putting in the bathroom.


Meanwhile Meadow refused to get dressed so she helped me change our sheets. 

By helping I mean we made forts.


We did this for awhile.

Then she wanted to get tucked into bed.

For lunch we had zucchini and bacon pasta.

After I put Meadow down I started painting the ceiling in Scott's office/our closet. 

I put a few coats of paint on the side that is going behind the radiator.

The night before I went to Aldi (since it's so close) and picked up pretzels and chocolate chips. We've been eating the resulting pretzel-chocolate chip cookies all day.

Meadow has been extra clingy lately. I suspect she's teething. I needed to finish pricing stuff for the rummage sale and the only way to get it done was to put her in the Ergo.

"Make your moves,"said Scott giving us directions while taking photos.

After working on the bathroom for a few hours I made Morroccan-Spiced Pastitsio. I love this dish while Brooke thinks it's overindulgent.

It started to snow after dinner so Meadow and I went outside to play in the fresh snowflakes. We even went around the block on the sled. I love this little bug.

I tried to catch them after doing dishes. I followed their tracks all the way around the block and they were already inside when I caught up.


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