I think I am done buying myself clothes after a trip to Anthropologie today (and a promise to swing back there on my way to campus Monday for a shirt I didn't buy but should have). Now I can turn my attention to Harrison and Dorothy, the only kids we ever have to buy stuff for. Shopping for them is always stress-free and involves no swearing at myself in dressing room mirrors.
But the real reason today was so great was the perfect hour I spent at a park with Dorothy, Cooper, Harry, and some of Harry's soccer friends while Ben coached Jack's team (the kids had back to back games, which was really convenient). There was one of those old metal merry go rounds, and I have never seen Cooper as happy as he was sitting in the middle surrounded by big kids with his bed head blowing in the centrifugal force. The swings made Dorothy scream with delight, and Harry and his friends made up an elaborate game about monsters and trains. It was the perfect hour.
And then I got bathing suits! Crazy.
Also, Dorothy had her first ice cream. LOVED IT.