The last week of my life has been nostalgic, joyful, wonderful, amazing.... Despite leaving me utterly exhausted, it has been a week to remember. Last Thursday Hilary flew in for a High School Girls' Weekend. Being the awesome aunt that she is, she of course found some quality time to hang with the kiddos.
The next day 10, yes I said TEN of our closest friends from high school arrived for two and a half days of girl time. There aren't even words to describe how much fun we had. Talking, eating, shopping, talking, talking talking! My favorite part was a game we played Saturday night. Everyone submitted questions, and everyone had to answer each question. It was fascinating to hear everyone's biggest regret, proudest moment, secret to happiness, hopes and dreams. The game took hours, and I loved every minute of it.
My amazing husband and mom took my kids to a hotel so that all of us girls could stay together at my house. Am I spoiled or what?!
Tonight my girls had their first ballet recital. They have been very excited about it, but I still worried that it would cause Bronwyn too much anxiety, and that she would end up not dancing. There were moments throughout the day that I thought she was heading in that direction, but when she got to the recital and saw all the other dancers she was very eager to get up there and dance. And of course, Magdalen the performer was giddy all day! They both danced beautifully, and I was so proud of them! I had my first dance recital right after I finished kindergarten, and it was ballet as well. If only I was motivated to find that picture, scan it, and post it for your visual enjoyment... You will have to settle for pics of my little ballerinas!
It's really neat that you've stayed in contact with your high school friends. What a fun weekend that must have been!
ReplyDeleteLooks like so much fun darling. Wish I could have seen your little ones in person. Glad everything went well.
ReplyDeleteSuch a fun weekend! Thanks again for all you did Marie - I had such a great time :)
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