there are weeks when i just want to hang with my girlies and listen to their every story and tell them all of mine and run three miles a day and think harder about dinner far earlier than, say, six thirty and read lucky peach cover to cover and research indonesia like mad and make tennis dates and not write a single word.
this is one of those weeks.
little things are happening here and there and in between. esmé rearranged lillie and grae's bedroom last night like a shop. there's a jewelry display, a shoe section with uggs and chucks and vans and cleats, a clear mascara bar, bags and totes...it's pretty amazing.
of course, the girls have some edits. they're not pleased with their under-britches on display and organized by color of polka dots. minor change.
you know what's been on my mind? i asked them to name their all-time favorite places to live. only one of them answered here. i thought about that all night, and probably over-thought it as i usually do.
is it too simplistic to believe that where you are right now should be your favorite place? and is it sad if it isn't? you know how i worry...
there are also weeks when all i want to do is wear low cut dresses. those weeks are fun, too.