Oh, hi there!
Heeeey! Another Monday and Cooper didn't wake up until 7. Quite the victory for him.
First up, remember how I said I was crushing my diet? Well, I got a little too confident and spoke too soon because I ate cake pops on Friday night. Let me tell you, they were delicious. Like, amaaaaazing. I told my sister that they were totally worth it because they were just that good. Then I told the other ladies (we were at a baby shower) that they were so good I wanted to take them home and plant them in a garden and grow little baby cake pops so I could eat them forever. You guys, I seriously gained like two pounds. Dun dun duuuun. Now I feel like such a loser. So I did the right thing and dragged my butt to Planet Fitness on Saturday and proceeded to work out so hard my ear phones were practically falling out from the sweat (I hope that's not TMI, but I promise it's no exaggeration). Then I step on the scale, hoping to be rewarded from my efforts and I've actually managed to somehow gain another half a pound!! This is personal cake pops. They were delicious but man, I didn't think they would affect me that hard. For the record, if I could go back in time I would still eat them. They were that delectable.
Saturday night we dragged the kids to, where else, Target. Duh.
I think Eric has waited his whole life to be able to have a son who can wear baseball caps with him. It really would have been the icing on the cake if it was the Superman cap he wanted him to get, but Cooper elected to get the Lighting McQueen one instead. That boy loves his Cars.
Saturday we also finished cleaning our room. I know! Exciting times. Please don't be jealous of our domestic adventures. Not everyone can be going on vacations and to theme parks or Europe and stuff. Some people have to hold down the fort. Inside. While cleaning that fort.
And while we were cleaning, did the kids care at all that we put on Finding Nemo? No. They wanted to run all around our room, picking back up things we were putting away, playing with Mommy's phone, unfolding blankest (how annoying!) and playing with the plunger. Gross. Don't fret, Eric and I were quoting the movie. "We're having fish tonight!!" "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming swimming." P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way." "Escape (said in a French accent)." "Why are you sleeping fishy??" You can't let a good movie like that go to waste.
Hopefully this time next week I'll be telling you all about our adventures at the Beach. I hope. Isn't next weekend Memorial Day? I love dressing in red white and blue and eating patriotic food (which obviously is hamburgers with a side of cupcakes with red white and blue sprinkles, duh).
I hope your weekend was as exciting as mine. Or more so. :)