Happy Fourth, indeed. Â I love me a mid-week holiday, and we made this one count. Â Shane met up with the guys early this morning for a bike ride and run, and I enjoyed a leisurely morning at home, doing a little baking and catching up on the latest Princess Kate news via the Today Show (have you ever seen a smaller 9-month baby bump?!). Â Shane came home around 10 and we and drove over to Jason and Nancy’s for a brunch bonanza – mimosas (gosh, I miss champagne…), breakfast sandwiches, and several hours of doting on Jack and La Verne’s sweet baby Nico. Â Shane can be pretty intimidated by the fragility of newborns, but once he was finally coaxed into taking the baby in his arms, his fears waned as his heart-strings were tugged. Â That’s one crazy-adorable little boy.
Shane has been complaining lately about his limited wardrobe, and I had a Banana Republic coupon I couldn’t bear to waste, so we headed to the outlets in the afternoon to get my man some new duds. Â He scored big – one pair of jeans, two button-downs, and four t-shirts for $120! Â I seriously lamented the fact that they don’t have a maternity section. Â Although technically, I suppose I could be wearing Shane’s clothes these days – I’m quickly closing the weight gap between us!
After an impromptu test drive of a Prius V at the Toyota dealership (we were in the new car market for all of 45 minutes, but that quickly passed)Â I spent the evening working on our nursery mural. Â Per my typical overly-ambitious tendencies, I grossly underestimated the amount of time this project would take, but it’s nearly done and it looks good. Â Our kid better like gray and white.
Shane made tacos for dinner and I sighed a contented sigh as I put my feet up, propped my plate on my (festively clothed!) belly, and gave thanks for good friends, for good food, for a blessed day off. Â Happy Independence Day, folks.
