



Last weekend I met up with my mom, sister and sister-in-laws for our ANNUAL GIRLS WEEKEND of shopping, shopping and yes, more shopping. Adree and I declared ourselves completely PATHETIC as we lost sleep in pure anticipation and excitement for the big event. I have been looking forward to it for months - the thought of two days of shopping and eating without whining, tantrums or "I want/need ______" was the antidote to many near mother melt-downs. I'll even go as far as saying that these magical girls-night-out moments are the key to sanity in motherhood. That, and an occasional warm bathtub, soft lighting, and your own choice of music without interruption from the little hoodlums. Like I said, I am pathetic!
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