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Thankful for friendship

This weekend, Auntie Kathryn came to visit from Washington D.C.  That makes 3 years in a row she has come out to visit our little Buggy since she was born.  As always, the weekend went by way too quickly and as always, I am still missing our talks.  Now that Bug can remember Auntie Kathryn, she misses her too..."so much."  There was a lot of doing nothing, but sitting on the couch on Saturday until it was time for some margaritas and dinner, so the majority of my photos were taken on Sunday when we went to Santa Barbara.  

I am so thankful for friendship...especially one where we can lay around doing nothing the majority of the weekend even though someone traveled across the country to see you...and one where your 2 year old can be happy as a clam one minute, then almost throw a tantrum the next...and one where your friend doesn't mind that you, your kid, and hubby are all attached to the hip...and one where you can make a ton of Starbucks trips in one day because you broke your coffee maker.  That's friendship and boy am I thankful for this one!
She's a lush.  ;P
Santa Barbara bound!
She is so tired of my camera.
 A playground on the beach.   Of course.   PERFECT!
 Some tiny person got a huge kick out of pushing Auntie Kathryn down the slide...the slide that specifically said, "For kids 2-5 years."
 There is always time for a quick workout session.
 Contemplating whether or not she should really touch the water.
 Still thinking about it...
 She did it and she was still unsure about it.
Our engagement photo.  ;P
If you have never watched a sunset on the beach, DO IT.  There is nothing quite like it.
When we got home, Bug and Auntie Kathryn had some play time while Mommy cooked dinner.  Here she is, lecturing Auntie Kathryn about food.  No one is immune from her lectures.
Then when dinner was ready she made Auntie Kathryn eat from a tiny princess plate.  Talk about rationing!
We miss you, Auntie Kathryn!  Until next year!

I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving!  There is A LOT to be thankful for!

God Bless,
Kat

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