This past weekend, we were given four tickets to see the performance of “Junie B. Jones Is Not a Crook” at the Theatre Of Youth. Our excited kindergartener practically skipped her way into the theatre, excited to see the characters she’s been reading about in school come to life on the stage. Our son (age 3.5), was equally as excited – although we were admittedly a bit anxious to see how he would sit for an hour+ long performance.
Last night, fellow Buffalo Mom, Stacey Marks, and I took our littles to see Disney on Ice’s presentation of Frozen – and boy did it not disappoint.
Me: “I wonder if I’ll even remember any of the songs from this movie…. It’s been a while since we’ve seen it…..”
I’ve been frequenting the Boots or Hearts Salon lately thanks to my newfound ambition during the Barre Studio‘s fall challenge (I’ll do anything for a crisp new planner, apparently) and I’ve followed Studio84 on the main floor of the building on Instagram for a while now, so when they invited us for a pedicure, I couldn’t wait to check it out!
Now that we’re a solid month into the school year and my routine is finally becoming routine, I’ve had the chance to reflect on this new phase of motherhood. I call it… the phase of pick up lines. No, not the “Did you fall from Heaven?” type. I’m talking the rush-from-the-house, throw-some-mascara-on, pray-to-God-your-two-year-old-behaves, stand-outside-waiting-for-11AM pick up lines.