I Love Atlanta in the Springtime

I thought we needed a happy post on here after that last one.

Last weekend was just how I've always pictured (or at least hoped) it would be to have a family of my own. Daddy woke up grumpy on Saturday morning because the lawnmower wouldn't start because he hasn't actually mowed the lawn in forever because usually we pay someone to do it (serious first world problems), so he decided getting out of the house would cheer him up. The three of us ran some errands while you slept, then we stopped for lunch in the Square. You woke up and were just being really cute. You were playing with Jeremiah (your Baby Einstein stroller toy...we named him Jeremiah because he's a bullfrog), and even figured out how to make him dance all by yourself!

It was just gorgeous outside, and we had a lot of fun walking around. Later that day, Daddy played with you while I went shopping. It sounds boring now that I'm writing about it, but it was one of the best days I've had with you. It was such a perfect balance of time with Daddy, time with you, time alone, and time with all three of us together. A couple of days later, we went for a hike along the Chattahoochee with my friend Tiffany, and your friends Alba and Donovan. You slept through most of it, but seemed to enjoy being outside. I tried to leave the park without feeding you, and you made it about two miles before decided that this wasn't okay. I pulled over into a parking lot to nurse you, and there happened to be a Starbucks in this parking lot so I treated myself to a smoothie with a double shot of espresso in it. Again, just such a great day. You were even wearing a really cute outfit that day!