It always takes a while for everyone to get out of their jammies. Ethan is obsessed with E’s swing.
Because I have two other pics of Elena and me. Bet ya never knew I had that schnoz.
The gift from Mom. Notice that he has it backwards.
Heath’s and my family got him a gift certificate to Outback. The man lives for it.
Inevitably, it gets a little weird when we’re all here.
Random food.
Tim being a present.
There’s not much to do, so this is pretty typical.
Well, Liam doesn’t usually have coffee, but the rest of us do.
At least it’s decaf.
Mom has a ton of dress-up clothing.
I wore this costume as a kid. This is a horrible picture, but that would be me on the right.
Ethan walks all over the place now.
Both of my Grams came by
And of course, what would life be like if L didn’t have to sit in the thinking chair.
Left Kindermusik this morning and headed to my parents’ house for my Dad’s birthday. Heath and her family are coming tomorrow, so M&D got some QT with my kiddos today.
Check out Pat’s scary eye. She burst a blood vessel trying to move the freezer by herself.
Hmmm…does that sound familiar?
Well, I did it.
I managed to pack up both kids (Jeanne kept the dogs, thank god.) and a bunch of their crap for the three-hour drive to visit my parents.
And it wasn’t that difficult!
Thinking back on my first trip with L all by myself I remember thinking that maybe it was too early for me to do it alone. I was scared he wouldn’t sleep…I shouldn’t have worried, he didn’t anyway.
Well look at me now, peeps.
I can haul two kids for three hours, keep the toddler occupied with music, snacks and discussion about oil wells, windmills, and silos, AND get him into a bed (without any jail rails) an hour after we arrived to take a nap…with no arguments.
I’m not saying that I’ve got this two kids thing down, but I’m a hell of a lot better off with two five weeks out than I was with one.
Maybe at some point I’ll have time to construct a post that DOESN’T involve TMI about my day.
We can all hope.
It’s a big day for me…I am wearing non-maternity pants!
Sure, they’re a little tight and they’re on the big side of my clothes, but I feel like there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.
Wahoo!
Guess who's coming to dinner....
And don't you dare show up without Cheddar Bunnies.
