We spent a blissful long weekend in the suburbs outside of Philadelphia, where I grew up. We were at my parents house, but they were in Florida – we definitely missed them!
I always breathe a huge sigh of relief and feel a little bit lighter in the country. I love the city (for the most part…) but there really is something so refreshing about getting away. We spent the weekend playing in the grass, swimming in the pool, eating delicious food, reading (I couldn’t put this book down) and seeing friends. It was blissful!
Except for one five minute span that was horrendous… Tom was outside swimming and Georgie was napping. I looked outside and noticed he didn’t have a towel, so grabbed one and headed outside. Once I got by the pool, I heard Georgie starting to wake up on my iPhone wifi monitor, so started walking inside to get her. I reached the back door, and it was locked. LOCKED!!!! It locked automatically and I completely panicked. I shouted for Tom to come over and try the door. Still locked.
At that point we both agreed that we would have to break a window to get in. Georgie was starting to cry and extreme panic had set in. Is there a worse feeling than being locked out of a house where your baby is crying!?!? We called my parents to see if there was a spare key anywhere, and they let us know two neighbors had a set. So I RAN to one neighbor and rang their doorbell approximately 100 times in 10 seconds. No answer. Ran to the other neighbors and they had a key!!!!!!!!! I tried it on the front door, it didn’t work and my heart sank. ‘Try it in the back door,’ Tom said. And I did, and we were in. I gave Georgie the biggest squeeze and felt flooded with immense relief. I was so grateful to our neighbors for being home and for being so sweet and for having a key, and even more grateful to be holding my baby girl. I was still feeling shaken up, so poured a humongous glass of wine. Panic over!
Anyway, I should have taken more pictures of our weekend, but when I’m home (maybe I shouldn’t call that home anymore!? I’m a married woman with a daughter but still call my parents’ house home! Anyone else!?) I just totally relax and enjoy and never seem to reach for my camera or my phone as much.
^The Wissahickon trails are so beautiful
^I love this little bald spot of hers so much
^Happy 6 months, my chubby little sweetheart!!!!!
^Coziest book reading spot
