Ava and Molly on the picnic blanket (aka beach towel)
Jocie from her perch on the couch
As if this wasn't enough fun, one of the girls suggested we watch a movie. It was only 6pm, so I gave the girls an early bath, and we all changed into pajamas so the girls could watch their movie before bedtime while I got some chores done in comfort.
It was in the middle of folding laundry and talking to my mom on the phone that I heard my doorbell. I thought, Of course someone would come knocking on my door when I have my pj's on at 7pm, why not? So I headed to the door to find our old realtor and friend Trey standing on my doorstep. I don't know that we've actually seen Trey since we closed on our house last year. I've spoken to him on occasion, but the minute I saw he was standing there I got off the phone and gave him a huge hug. Trey was such a big part in one of the most exciting and important times in our lives - buying our first house - that it was weird seeing him so often and then not at all. That's the way it works with realty of course, but to see him tonight was such a treat. He was delivering Christmas goodies, and we got to chat for just a minute or two, but it was a great surprise on an otherwise quiet night. And while I'm still slightly mortified to have been seen in my old college t-shirt and plaid pj pants, I'll take that bad with the good of catching up with an old friend.
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