Let's do a quick recap of our time away from each other:
Wedding one- Jenny, one of my oldest and dearest friends from grade school, had a spectacular outdoor/barn/country wedding where cowboy boots were the preferred footwear.
As pictured above, I also brought the Britney Spears' dance out of pre-pregnancy retirement. I feel I did her proud, although the extensive cardio workout did not bode well with champagne and four slices of cake. I don't know how Brit Brit does it.
Next up: Malloy/Peck wedding. This much fun in one night would be a misdemeanor in Switzerland.
|© Across the Miles Photography|
And the concluding nuptials---the Kerwin/Vogt wedding. Alas, the old gang was finally back together, and we partied like it was 2004.
As all great things must eventually end, we once again said tearful goodbyes and hopped back on a plane to our village. Besides a goat or two giving birth, it appeared nothing had changed during our extended time away.
Something else that hasn't changed: Amelia's sleep issues. Frustrations mounting and ice cream cartons piling up, I have scoured mommy blogs and websites at all hours of the night trying to reach some conclusion as to why my child requires less sleep than a fruit fly. I have decided that it could be one of two things: (a) she's a vampire, or (b) like Thomas Edison and many other geniuses, she simply cannot sleep because her mind is so stimulated.
|"Sorry, mom, can't sleep! Too busy with these quantum physics!"|
I convinced myself one night that we had the next Alberta Einstein on our hands, but then Amelia farted, laughed, and hit her head, so I went back to the vampire hypothesis.
Well it was great catching up after my bridal sabbatical. I hope everyone's Thanksgiving was as wonderful as ours (powdered mash potatoes, rotisserie chicken, and stove top stuffing---this mama appreciates fine cookin').
I promise not to go AWOL again as long as you all promise to stop getting married!