{224/365} Each week before Thanksgiving, Emily's school has three half days for conferences. The Wednesday before they have bagels for snack, the Thursday before is their "healthy breakfast" with a buffet of breakfast items and the Friday before...is just a half day. So, like any good Mom would do, I kept her home to go shopping. ;) She has been BEGGING to go to Ikea, mainly because she likes to have their chocolate cake and jump on the beds. My goal was to buy her the storage locker she wanted for her birthday. We roamed around for a couple of hours and by the time she would have been home from school, beds had been jumped on, cake had been eaten and a locker was purchased. I should feel guilty...but I don't. ;)Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Friday, November 20
{224/365} Each week before Thanksgiving, Emily's school has three half days for conferences. The Wednesday before they have bagels for snack, the Thursday before is their "healthy breakfast" with a buffet of breakfast items and the Friday before...is just a half day. So, like any good Mom would do, I kept her home to go shopping. ;) She has been BEGGING to go to Ikea, mainly because she likes to have their chocolate cake and jump on the beds. My goal was to buy her the storage locker she wanted for her birthday. We roamed around for a couple of hours and by the time she would have been home from school, beds had been jumped on, cake had been eaten and a locker was purchased. I should feel guilty...but I don't. ;)
{224/365} Each week before Thanksgiving, Emily's school has three half days for conferences. The Wednesday before they have bagels for snack, the Thursday before is their "healthy breakfast" with a buffet of breakfast items and the Friday before...is just a half day. So, like any good Mom would do, I kept her home to go shopping. ;) She has been BEGGING to go to Ikea, mainly because she likes to have their chocolate cake and jump on the beds. My goal was to buy her the storage locker she wanted for her birthday. We roamed around for a couple of hours and by the time she would have been home from school, beds had been jumped on, cake had been eaten and a locker was purchased. I should feel guilty...but I don't. ;)
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