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Yesterday was Maria's dance recital. She looked like a pretty princess and wasn't at all nervous. Just excited and thrilled. I got all teary eyed watching her on stage. It just hit me that I was watching MY DAUGHTER dance in a silly recital. I spent years thinking that would never, ever happen, thinking I was going to miss all this childhood stuff. And here I am getting it in abundance...

My cup overflows...

After the dance recital we went to McD's for a quick lunch (closest thing we could get to) and then straight to the other girls gymnastics exhibition. It was cute. Luci did great. Zoe was put with the wrong class somehow and was totally missed when her class went out to do their circuit. So she didn't really do anything. Brad ran over toward the end of her class's circuit and got her coach to notice she was left out. She went in for the last few seconds. *sigh* I was very sad. Especially since it was Zoe who wanted to do the exhibition so badly. But she didn't care. She got her trophy at the end and that was all that mattered to her.

We didn't go to church today. Just exhausted. I don't really know why. Brad and I both completely overslept and just didn't have the energy to rush around and make everyone miserable. I didn't go last week either because I was flying home from New Mexico. I feel raging guilt.

Brad just took the girlies swimming. I hope they don't freeze to death. It isn't really all that hot outside today.

Well, this is a boring entry. I need to think up something contoversial to write about I guess.