her first sleepover.

as i write this, my little baby is having her first sleepover away from her mommy and daddy. the. first. time. and she's the one who made the sleepover happen. my parents and my little sisters came to visit last evening and when it was time for them to go, brooklyn said she wanted to go with them. we even did the ol' drive around the block test to see if she'd change her mind. nope. she wanted james and i to go in the house and she wanted to go stay at grandma and grandpa's house. 

james got her car seat and i quickly packed her an overnight bag. gosh that girl's growing up. she gave us kisses and hugs, said toodles, and wanted to start her movie in the car. definitely not how i thought she'd react to leaving me. she's usually pretty attached. but this is good for her. can't wait to hear how she did during the night. fingers crossed for a smooth bed time.

and maybe we just crammed way too much summer into our weekend for her little body that she thought she needed a break from us.

there was running through the sprinklers...

awesome corn dogs and orange crush...

afternoons spent outside in her nothins at uncle jeremy and aunt chelsea's house...

water fun at the splash pad...

tinfoil dinners and s'mores...

and then i was a crazy person on sunday. james and i both had to speak in church and then i had to teach primary. i was a little stressed. she was good to sit with uncle jeremy and aunt chelsea while we spoke and then happily went to nursery.

she took an awesome nap after church and then woke up as ornery as a bear. i found out my family was coming to visit so i threatened her that they wouldn't come if she kept being whiny and ornery. it didn't super work. but when they got here she was happy as a lark. i had to run to take dinner to a woman i visit teach, and when i came back she hadn't even missed me. 

she's growing up, that girl. she'll be two next month and i can hardly stand it. where has my baby gone? she's definitely a little person now and can totally take care of scheduling her own sleepovers.

 be still my mama heart.

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