8.20.2006
Sunday afternoon
Last night we successfully took Olivia farther than 5 miles from home, to hang out with friends, another baby, and five cats. She slept the whole way there, the whole way home, and most of the time we were there, waking only to refuel on a 2 oz. bottle. We also made reservations for our first night away from her, plans which involve a king-size bed of hewn birch logs, a fireplace, and a tandem massage.

I hate to say this because it's only the middle of August, but I'm already starting to think about fall clothes and gingerbread lattes. It was such a strange summer, no trips, no beach, no swimming, etc. that I am already mourning its passing and it's not even over yet. We still have a couple of cookouts and I'm determined to get my fill of summerness before it's gone for real. Plus Olivia has a ton of cute little outfits to show off, most of which she doesn't quite fit into yet. I'm hoping for a warm September.

We're trying to catch up on housework: Swiffering the floors, Dranoing the tub, Resolving the carpet, which has been taking nonstop abuse since moving day.

We're pretty boring these days. But the girl... she is enchanting.


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