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My Kind of Friday

Waking up to the sound of little bare feet on hardwood floors...

Then the quiet whisper "Daddddyyy.  Daddddyyyy.  Wake up."

Sleepily we all sit around the breakfast table eating pancakes, fueling ourselves for the day.  I had checked the weather the day before and decided it would be a perfect day to hit the trails with my family for a little walk.  By 8 a.m. we were on the road ready to roll.

Recently, Ian bought me a Garmin for my "push present" (a bit early--but I couldn't wait to use it) so I was eager to see how the GPS worked on the trails. The answer is, awesome!  We got a nice 2.5 mile walk in and then let Haley play on the playground.  There are so many awesome features on the watch that I can't wait to use when I am in the full swing of training again--more on that later.

The weather was beautiful!  I couldn't have asked for a more comfortable temperature. Plus it was so nice to share the trails with my family.

After we got our exercise in, we decided to hit up the Friday garage sales.  I'm obsessed I know.  But I LOVE saving money and finding good deals on kid stuff.  At one garage sale we got: 2 stuffed animals, a new projector for night time for Haley, a nursing cover, a car seat cover, and a newborn bath tub--$10!  The projector itself would have been $15 or so.  So needless to say, I was pretty pleased with myself.

Then, at another garage sale, Ian found a tool set for Haley (tools are currently her 'thing').  Also $10...here is a picture, we got a steal for sure:



This evening, Haley has a play date for kids night out---meaning Ian and I get to have a date night!  Woot woot!  I got some super hot maternity jeans coming in the mail today to get date night ready and we are hitting the town.

Yup.  Our world is totally about to change in about a month in a half--I could definitely go for more days like today between now and then.

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