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We are all recovering from a party weekend. We went to Ambrosia’s second birthday party on Saturday and got to meet Kelly’s parents, brother and sister-in-law, and some of her friends. I really hit it off with her friend Michelle, and I hope I get to see her again sometime. The kids had a wonderful time digging in the dirt at Howe Avenue Park. (The party favors for the children were toy shovels and buckets. Thankfully Lucas did not pitch a fit when he was given the green bucket instead of the blue one!)

Mom and I met up after the party to go shopping. I think she feels sorry for our being poor, so she bought me two pairs of sandles and a top, skirt, and crop-pants. We had fun. I like seeing her spend cash on herself—I know that it’s always been hard on her. I think she bought herself four pairs of shoes and two outfits. We had a lot of fun.

Ian and I partied all of Saturday night with friends. We had a lovely time being irresponsible while Lucas was tucked safely away with my parents for the night. He really seems to enjoy the occasional overnight at the grandparents’ houses. He gets completely spoiled and gets to play—in this case—with Papa’s trains. Did I mention my father owns more toy train track pieces than we do?

Lucas also gets to use his very own mini-toilet that Papa installed for him in my old bedroom. It’s so totally cute and ridiculous a the same time—it’s only about 10 inches off the ground and is a perfect miniature, working, flushing toilet. My dad is smug as can be about getting it for Lucas. Old people can be weird.

Anyway, we all had a nice weekend. After we picked L up from mom and dad’s we went back to Tom’s and barbequed and hung out for the rest of the day. After a little struggle, I even managed to convince Lucas to take a nap in Tom’s spare bedroom.

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