Sunday sunday sunday

We're off to visit my parents today. They've been in Calgary for the past week visiting my sister. I miss them! It's going to be tough once we move away .... 

Their rule is no visits before noon - so we'll show up around 11:30 ha ha. My parents are notoriously early. They are always at least 15 minutes early. I've inherited this quirk and I'm happy for it. I'd rather be somewhere an hour early than 5 minutes late.

We're spending the day there, and my brother and his fiancée are coming over later in the afternoon as well. They just came back from a trip to Europe so I'm excited to see them too!

And at some point my mom and I will go buy Lola some walking booties! She's on the cusp of taking her first steps. So fun!

What's NOT fun is having her wake up at 4:44 on Sunday morning ... ugh ... at least during the week my alarm goes off between 5-5:30 so it isn't tooooo bad. But on the weekend? Come on kid, you're killin' me here! So we got up, I fed and changed her and brought her to my bed. Maybe she'd wanna cuddle? Yeah right. She was quiet for maybe 20 minutes and then she was wide awake. We came downstairs and she played for a bit while I had coffee, and around 6 she started rubbing her ears - telltale sign of tiredness. I managed to rock her to sleep and plopped her in the crib at 6:30. It's almost 8 now and I've managed to shower, actually DO my hair, and have breakfast ... and more coffee! Yay!