Last week was a very long week. I didn’t really realize how close to the breaking point I was until I snapped for the third (maybe fourth) time at Emma afterschool on Friday. Yeah, I was pretty crabby and should probably put out a public apology to my lil’ family.
And then I was going through photos of the weekend and found a whole bunch of good things that were smushed in between all of my crabbiness. Yet another reason to take lots of photos – to remind me of all the reasons I am pretty lucky.
I love that I get to help this great bunch of girls learn soccer…

I love watching Em trying so hard to push out of her comfort zone…

And even after a disappointing loss, (not that we are keeping score, right?) I love that she is developing an…appreciation…for the game. (Or at least she likes hanging with her friends and the great snack bags after the game.)

I love that on Saturday my sweet husband could sense my frustration and then he took over dealing with girlies. Just hearing him say, “No, if you need something you just ask Daddy for the rest of the day,” put a smile on my face.
And then, I got to hang out with my peeps for a blowout birthday celebration for two of our friends. Even if it made for a very tough soccer game for me on Sunday, (and we bowed out way before the party broke up at nearly dawn!) it was so great to have an adult night out. I think we did fairly well on not talking about our kids, or work, or anything school-ish related. And what do you know? We are incredibly bright and funny women when we do not have to keep one eye on a child. (Who is inevitably going to fall off of that brick wall they are climbing on.)
These ladies are all so great and fun. They make me laugh and I just feel so very blessed that I have all of them in my life…

And finally, I love that we have beautiful endings to our days (or week) like this…

Full of promise for a good week to come.