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Sitting in an apple tree eating muffins.


I feel like blogging, but truth be told, there really isn't anything exciting to write about. The apartment is a mess, the boy is sleeping (finally). I'm listening to Katie Herzig and loving every song on her Apple Tree album. Music is such a wonderful thing. It's soothing, energetic and sometimes even mind numbing.

Right now, I don't really feel like cleaning the kitchen or living room. I feel like curling up with a glass of iced tea and my book The Kite Runner and reading until Simon wakes up. I feel like munching on these amazing muffins that I made earlier (Healthy Morning Muffins - made with carrots, banana and raisins - so moist, delicious and healthy!). I feel like forgetting about life as I know it right now and just tuning everything out. I'm a wee bit tired, so that's probably what's making me feel like this. Waking up at 5:30am for no apparent reason is kind of frustrating.

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Yesterday, Peter surprised me by coming home after his morning coffee with Andrew instead of going to work. He took the day off and we enjoyed a family day. Simon slept in and we were able to have a lazy morning getting ready for the day. We ended up going to the St. Paul Como zoo where we spent an hour walking around, eating ice cream and sweating...who knew it was going to be so hot - 90° weather was not what we were expecting. After arriving home around noon, we promptly changed into our bathing suits and splashed around in our apartment outdoor pool. Simon adores being in water and is such a little cutie floating around in his little yellow floatie.

That evening, Peter's mom, brother and little sister came over to hang out with the Simonator while Peter and I went eyeglass shopping. We both ended up finding new glasses and will be sporting new frames on our faces by the end of the month - yay for BOGO free deals! :)

Okay, reality just hit, the boy just woke up (really, you're only going to sleep for an hour today!?) and I just noticed what time it was. I guess I should scoot and get the little guy up, clean the apartment and get the steaks marinated for tonight's dinner. Ciao.

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