This picture has nothing to do with the entry, exactly. It just makes me giggle to see how crazy Breanna’s hair gets after her bath if I don’t brush it right away. Apparently it makes her laugh too.

So it’s the weekend. Eh. As far as I know there’s nothing particularly interesting lined up so I’m neither looking forward to it nor dreading it. It’s really just another two days, that’s all. There are a few things I need to do though. Today Hayley found some of those temporary tattoos and wanted to put them on. We did but they were old enough that they didn’t stick very well so we told her that tomorrow we’ll take her to the dollar store to see if we can find new ones.

At some point we also have to suck it up and pick something for Breanna’s birthday present. I still really don’t know what we’ll get but we’ll try a few places, even if it means we have to end up in Toys R Us on a weekend (god). It shouldn’t be this complicated and I guess we should have looked harder sooner but I kept hoping I’d be really inspired. Alas. The biggest problem is that her birthday is just over a month before Christmas and a lot of the ideas we’ve come up with would be good gifts for both girls then. We’d like to get them one of those flip-out couches for the living room, and we’re also intrigued by the ginormous Aquadoodle sets. We’ll see what we can find and hopefully something in the stores will scream “I am a great first birthday present!”

Wow, I think that’s it. I have nothing. This time a year ago was much more exciting. This date a year ago was actually a Thursday so I don’t think much was happening, but I know that on the 18th I went to see George play in the hopes that the vibrations of the loud live music would break my water; in the end all it did was make Breanna move around a lot in there which then made me need to pee every fifteen seconds. Then on the 19th our friends had their daughter’s birthday party and I was over at their house for many hours, dancing to Latin music and having my belly jiggled maniacally by one of their friends. I still think that party was the reason that my water broke at 7 the next morning and it was also the reason Breanna shot out in less than four hours of labor.

So apparently my pregnant life was more interesting and eventful than my present day life. That’s okay though. Now I get to see my two girls playing together like they did for over an hour this afternoon, playing ball in the hallway. That beats partying.

Now let’s see if I can find something entertaining to do on a Friday night. I may have a glass of beer and some chips. Woo, alert the press!