Day 7

Day 7. Today was slug day. I woke up with a clear head, ready to go. I did a couple quick writing assignments while the kids enjoyed some Micky Mouse. It is Saturday after all. We bundled up and went to the park with the pond, where the kids did two half mile laps and stomped in every puddle on the way. I loved stomping on partially frozen puddles when I was a kid. We visited the ducks and watched them navigate through the thin ice. They'd try to walk on it, but then their little legs would sink through. They didn't seem overly dismayed. 

I won't lie. Today at times felt like I was hiking up hill through waist deep mud. I was tired. It was a peaceful hike, but I was definitely moving slow. 

After church, I wanted to eat an entire baguette, a snicker's bar and a Whitman's Sampler. I got to thinking, "Hey, a wholeseven isn't so bad....I've given up DC after all"  But I am stubborn enough to see this through and I can't quit when Erin is doing this too.  She'd probably advice me to put on my big girl panties and suck it up, going without bread or chocolate for thirty days isn't the end of the world. (Thanks Erin :-) 

 Cuties on the bridge

 Fat duck

 Duck fam

As you can see from this photo, I let Cali express her independence and choose her own clothes, even when going out of the house. As long as it's weather appropriate, she gets to choose. This may be hard at times for me to stick too. I reserve the right to limit her choices when it's time to go to church or any other sort of formal event. Also, they REALLY loved puddle stomping. Sawyer kept saying "big one, big one!"