Sunday morning we woke up and realized how old we are actually getting because both of us had a hard time getting out of our chairs. Holy soreness! I walked around like I had been riding a horse for 40 days in the desert. Not pretty. I didn't take any pictures to show you after the race (you can thank me later) so you'll just have to imagine how terrible I looked.
Saturday night, Mr. T and I celebrated a date night without Isabelle. We went to a delicious restaurant where we actually got to speak to one another and take our time (and not entertain Isabelle and then entertain everyone that walks by her and says, "aww she's so cute. How old is she?" and then tells us about their kids or grand kids or neighbors kids or kids they read about. Sweet, but annoying when you're just trying to eat dinner). After our quiet dinner we went to a movie (neither of us could say the last movie we saw in a theatre. Sad. I know). The movie was over at 9:30 and Mr. T suggested we could go somewhere and have a drink and just talk, even though at the time he suggested it, he started yawning. Lame-o parents right here! We laughed at ourselves, when we both decided going home would be more fun. Next stop a mini van and a fanny pack for me! Maybe throw in a puff paint sweatshirt with it! We enjoyed our date night and I would highly suggest it for any new parents. We are so lucky to have my parents that LOVE taking her any chance they get. Isabelle also loves going to Neena's house so it's a win-win.
As I have said before, Isabelle's ACTUAL first birthday is this Thursday. We celebrated it last weekend so our family in Nashville could join us before my nephew had to start school. This week has made me realize that my baby is officially not a baby!
|This picture just makes me laugh. I don't know why she looks so shocked!|
|Already into stealing toys from her Cousin. Tiny little bully.|
|I'm officially "that mom". We matched. Sadly, I didn't plan it. I'm just lame and have the same taste as my one year old.|
|Her new best friend. The teething ring. Ah-mazing.|