Monday, May 6, 2013

8 Days Ago

Eight days ago I got home from Cleveland.  I ended up going on my own because my friend was sick, but it was a great trip regardless!  I mean a great trip.




Kimball has got to be the easiest to care for baby ever born.  Quite often I would even forget that he was asleep in the room as her two other kids chased each other while shouting random (yet correctly used) Spanish words learned from Dora.  Del and Ev seemed to have reached that point in life where they listen and understand commands and needs, which made helping to watch them super easy.  Which will no doubt be great for Aud as Kimball becomes more aware of his surroundings and spends more time awake and needy.

We went to Saturday morning market, we ate way too much chocolate cake, Aud made the most delicious homemade pizza I've ever had, we stayed up too late each night just talking, and I snuggled that baby perhaps a bit too much.  And once her husband got home from his conference Sunday night we even snuck away to go see a movie while the older kids were asleep and Chris could look after Kimball.  It was truly a great trip!


I did miss Sam.  Missed him a lot.  And I was doing really good till Morgan called Saturday night and Sam started crying when he heard my voice.  Oof.  That almost made me throw my bags back in the car and race on home.  But I'm very happy to report that Daddy did an excellent job taking care of Pud and everyone was happy and healthy when I returned home on Monday.  In fact, Sam's overjoyed mix of laughing and crying at the same time because he was so happy to see me was priceless!  So nice to feel the love.

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Since returning home it's been a busy, busy 8 days!  Tuesday Morgan returned to work and I attempted to return Sam to his normal schedule.  That schedule thing took a couple days because Sam seemed to think I was going to disappear every time I went out of his sight.  Plus I had a crapload of cleaning to do.

Then Thursday I hosted the neighborhood MEGA playdate.  Meaning I had invited 5 other kids right around Sam's age to our house as a meet and greet.  Only all but 1 of the kids/mothers came down with sick or allergies. . .so it was a normal playdate.  And it was awesome.

Friday I had 3 minutes to breathe.

Saturday we had a contractor at our house all day to install ceiling fans, lights, and an attic fan.  Can I just take a moment to say how much I LOVE dimmer switches?  'Cause I do.  And our friend Zeke stopped in for a visit!

Sunday we were supposed to get a MIL visit, but she didn't feel like getting out of bed.  So yeah, Sunday was pretty damn awesome!

And that brings us to today.  Yes.  That was a lot.  Which is why I'm lounging around and pretty much doing nothing but make dinner tonight and write this during Sam's nap time.  Oh, nap time, how I love you.  I love nap time about as much as Sam loves bath time.  Which as you can see, is way much!

2 comments:

  1. "Sunday we were supposed to get a MIL visit, but she didn't feel like getting out of bed. So yeah, Sunday was pretty damn awesome!" lol!!!

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