  Well, here I am at 26. We had a nice dinner at urlLink the Livingroom on Friday night, with C and B. We shared a cheese fondue for an appetizer which was amazing, and some kind of crepes that were basically fajitas, and then I had the gnocchi for my main course. We were too stuffed for the Bernard Callebaut chocolate fondue for dessert, so we'll have to go back another time just for that. A tried to make me a cake yesterday - he saw something on the Food Network and wanted to be ambitious. I was in the livingroom and suddenly heard some banging and swearing coming from the kitchen, and when I went in there was cake all over the counter and he had turned around and walked away from the cake, like it had offended him somehow. Apparently it's not easy to make a layered cake, you have to flip it over just so... We went and saw the new urlLink Harry Potter as well.
This is the one about my favourite book, so I was looking forward to it, but didn't want to build it up too much in my mind. It was much darker than I had even expected - I mean, I didn't want another Chris Columbus movie, but we've definitely taken a leap beyond what I would consider a kids' movie at this point. Good, all in all, but not what I was expecting. I felt like there were pieces missing. The great thing about this book was the smart plot, and how many different pieces came together in the end perfectly. I didn't get the same sense of satisfaction from the movie. We cooked dinner for A and V tonight at their place.
J is adjusting much better to being a big sister. She's so funny - she told V that she was a "really good parent" and her dad that he was "a great man". It might mean more if she had more than a 3-year-old frame of reference. P is officially a member of the family now - she's so small, it's hard to believe people start out that way.
We had a nice snuggle tonight, she seems to be a good sleeper. Earlier this afternoon I went shopping and somehow lost something I'd bought. This has never happened to me before. It wasn't in any of my other bags, or my purse. Maybe I am starting to lose my mind, I didn't realize it started at 26. 
