|grass isn't so bad...|
|jk, I don't like this|
|safe in the confines of mom's lap...let's check out this "grass" thing one more time|
|Natalie focused on her hydration|
(and the sound of the crinkling bottle)
|in repose...a last homage to the chair|
Of course we've been doing all sorts of playing lately. Natalie loves her blocks, board books, and especially laundry. Set her down next to a laundry basket full of clothes and she will be content for half an hour.
|look at all these clothes, mom!|
|her version of heaven: surrounded by clothes|
She's the BEST!
|waiting for me after school|
|so precious - reminds me of when she was |
Side note about Eddy:
For some reason, he is a MAGNET for cops who have a registration complex...every year since I moved out (so four years) I've been pulled over because the registration isn't current. The first year I didn't even know what registration was (that's my dad's category), the second year I think my dad just forgot to do it, last year he registered the car but I didn't get to Papillion to pick up the new sticker...this year I thought we were safe because my dad did it early and gave the paperwork and sticker to us ahead of time. However, since we haven't driven Eddy since Austin's seizure (which was before Eddy needed his new registration) we forgot to put the new registration materials in and on the car, so when we drove it today for the first time in months (we needed a bigger car to move something) we didn't realize it wasn't current. Lo and behold, a motorcycle cop came out of nowhere and flashed his lights behind us.
I'm a fast driver - I'm guaranteed to be going five over the speed limit, so when I see a cop I'm immediately nervous that they are out for me. Conveniently, this was probably the one time in my life where I WASN'T speeding, so I knew immediately that those flashing lights meant that we had rekindled the registration tradition. Classic. Also, I always leave my wallet in Cecy, our main car, and I forgot to take it with us when we drove the other car so I didn't even have my license. I was afraid that we hadn't put a fresh proof of insurance slip in the glovebox either, but thankfully we at least had that. It was just a warning, but getting pulled over is always an experience!
Lastly, I just wanted to share our color-coded 9-person travel plan for Memorial Day weekend - Plumb organization and planning at its finest : ) (notice the removable people tabs to allow for switching around seats, and the smaller blue post-it for the airplane on the ride home...classic)