Meadow Has A Playdate

Brooke had her wisdom teeth taken out, which means it would be a boring weekend.

I was still pretty out of it 3 days later.

Luckily Meadow had a playdate. She put on one of her favorite dresses and asked me to tie the bow. That's what dad's do I guess.

Chipmunk mama and baby chipmunk stayed back while I took Meadow over to her friend Georgia's place.

The girls were quick to start crafting. I had planned on dropping off Meadow, but ended up staying the whole time and chatting with Georgia, Celia and Ruby's dads and Georgia's mom.

The girls came over for a snack.

And then Georgia's mom was nice enough to make all the girls lunches. We'll definitely have to do this again with all the mom's too.

I came back and fed little mess maker some black beans. This kid knows how to make a mess. Brooke was still super tired from the wisdom teeth surgery, so it was solo parenting much of the day.

I wish I had had my teeth taken out before kids.

Meadow brought home some crafts from the day.

We finished the night with some soup of some sort. Totally don't remember. This is why I shouldn't wait when writing these posts.

Actually you and Meadow went to go see The Hobbit at the Childrens Theater so I made Theo and I roasted cauliflower soup.

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