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Pancakes and Pizza

I made cake for a work event on Friday. The first thing Meadow asks for in the morning is cake. I can't say no to that.

You can't say no? Ha.

Okay it was a tiny piece.

Meadow said, "I'm cold, I want to snuggle with Papa."

And she did that. Cute kid.

Meanwhile I needed to grind some flour to make our pancakes.

I kept on wondering where breakfast was. Then I figured she was making those pancakes. You know those.

Meadow loves to help me unload the dishwasher.

Next day I noticed her work.

Breakfast is weird if you really think about it.

Meadow got new glasses this week. She has a size bigger and her prescription has weakened slightly.

I think it's the opposite. Good parents, hey?

After a few weeks of our schedules not working out we finally had invited Anna and Aaron over for a playdate. I pulled out a bunch of Meadow's toys for the kids to play with.

She was excited to have all of her toys out.

I spent most of the day reading on the old smartphone. I was getting antsy for our friends to arrive.

Meadow also loved the Bumbo.

I read about Victorian Privy's until they arrived.

I made our trusty pizza crust before they arrived.

Brooke made cream cheese taco dip again.  And beer. We've had both a lot in the last month.

I didn't make the beer, but we did drink a few.

Meadow and Roman love chasing each other around.

They're always moving so fast that I can't get a clear pic.

Loads of veggie options and pepperoni. Only thing missing was some pineapple and basil.

Aaron's pizza was quite artistic.

While the rest of us finished eating the 'za Meadow was holding Lydia's hand. I missed it.

Then Meadow requested some music. She made everyone else dance until they were so tired that they had to leave.


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