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Weekend round-up

It was a good weekend.  Chris and I started Friday in our usual way - date night at Salsa Brava complete with queso - mmm mmm good!  The kiddos LOVE going to The Playroom  and it's just a nice way for the two of us to connect at the end of the week - and eating a sit down dinner at a "nice" restaurant is so much more enjoyable when neither of us have to spend the entire time playing referee.  My wonderful momma got us a gift card to The Playroom which makes it that much sweeter - essentially FREE babysitting - can't find anything wrong with that!
On that note - if you're reading this Mom - we are just about out of credit (hint hint) :-)

Saturday we swam all morning at the "new" gym and Hayden was a water slide maniac.  Harlyn enjoyed jumping off the side and generally splashing around.  We also hit a few garage sales in the neighborhood and Ms. Darley scored some SWEET cowgirl boots...great for her, umm, unique fashion sense.  I immortalized her fashion "no-no" on film...(by the way - if you're wondering - that is ketchup on her face...such a little lady)


We ended Saturday up at the river with our dear friends.  The boys "cannon balled" into the river at least 100 times - both were soaked and thrilled - and the girls threw lots of rocks into the water.  It was just a really nice end to the day.

Sunday was lazy - more swimming and lots of downtime at home.  I love weekends like this - jam packed but fun for everyone.  All around wonderful weekend...so glad summer is here.

Until tomorrow...

Positively,

Kim

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