One More Week

So I have been off from work for nine weeks and my little girl is two months old. I return to work in one week. How did the time go by so fast? In a blink of an eye, my screaming newborn is a giggly, smiley two month old. I am dreading the idea of dropping her off for her first day of daycare next Monday. The only consolation is that three weeks later, I have almost a full week off for Christmas. This is all I can say on this subject without crying.


This past weekend was great. My parents came in and we also had Daniel for the holiday. For those of you who do not know, Daniel is my step-son. Luckily my parents house sat for a friend of mine which prevented all of us from being cramped in our tiny town house. We spend the holiday eating yummy food, watching lots of football and basketball and Christmas shopping. My parents were even kind enough to babysit so Michael and I could have a date on Saturday.


Here's some pics from the holiday weekend and a few other randoms :)

Decked out in our Tar heel gear. Michael is looking forward to purchasing her first Tar heel cheerleader outfit

We were a layover stop for my niece who attends Coastal Carolina in South Carolina

Family photo taken last weekend at a local park. Poor Harper didn't have sunglasses



So this is her unhappy face...so sad!



Luckily its often followed by this face!