Proof you're never to old to make fools of yourself on the dance floor
We’re having an extremely busy week with more busy days to come…but somehow 90% of my pictures are still “Caroline being cute!” “Evan making a face!” Obviously I need to take more pictures that prove sometimes I actually DO STUFF besides stare at my kids.
Sunday:
Caroline learned to talk just to tell me "Happy Mother's Day!" OK, so she said "Aaaaaaeeeiiiiihhhhh!!" but I knew what she meant.
30 seconds later that lemonade was all over the floor. Oh, two year olds.
The toddler insisted I push them both around Target like that. So much for taking it easy on my special day.
Monday:
Someone found her feet!
He couldn't find the dog, so he tried lying on the cat. Meanwhile, the cat plottd my demise.
I should NOT have let him do this - it is now impossible to get him out of the car without some "driving" first.
Right now, as I write this, Caroline is SCREAMING HER HEAD OFF. So I'm posting extra smiley pictures to remind myself she's usually extra smiley.
Sharing a joke.
Tuesday:
Evan's choice was to eat with his blankie. I support him when he makes good choices. Even if they're weird.
Swinging high!
Kale before it was turned into chips. I think from now on I'll just put it on my sandwiches.
Wednesday:
Mmmmm...bread. I ate at least half the loaf myself and I don't even feel bad about it.
We read Chicken Soup with Rice before nap time.
This is our other EVIL cat, Rabbit. She likes torturing mice and peeing on E's pillow. EVIL.
Onesie embroidered by the lovely @lifeversiontwo and skirt from Uff Da!
Thursday:
I-95 is really boring at 4 am - Just the way we like it.
CHEESE!!!
Cracker Barrel! I had breakfast for dinner, which is the only acceptable choice at Cracker Barrel.
Lilacs in full bloom - does ANYTHING smell better than lilacs?
Friday:
Have I mentioned recently that Eastern Connecticut is a BLACK HOLE of chain food restaurants? So when we come to Ohio we hit up everywhere possible.
FRENCH FRY! So the reason we were at lunch was because E has these internet friends he plays WoW with and he wanted to finally meet up in person. HE IS NO LONGER ALLOWED TO MAKE FUN OF BLOGHER.
Looks like a hat to me.
Part of the conservatory where my SIL is getting married. Outside. Everyone pray for NO RAIN on Sunday!
At the rehearsal dinner, the tables made a big rectangle. We threw Little Evan in with his cousins for some toddler-child death match. It was excellent entertainment.
I usually do pics for Saturday too but the next three days are going to be full of family and severely lacking in naps so I’m giving myself a break and getting this done early. I’ll try to take some pictures for Steppin’ Out this weekend, but if it continues to be EIGHTY DEGREES they’ll just be of me slumped over in the shade with a baby attached to my boob while I drip sweat. Sexy and awesome. Maybe I’ll fish some vintage tissues out of my purse to stick under my arms.
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E’s family threw his grandmother a huge 86th birthday party over the weekend so we made the 11 hour drive out and back to help celebrate. Because how many 86th birthday’s do you get? Plus if we didn’t make it Granny might have kicked our butts. She’s pretty spry for a great-grandmother.
Once when E was little, Granny spanked him. When he cried and told his mom on her, she asked "Well, did you deserve it?" and E said "Yeeeeeees". You don't mess with Granny
I’ll spare you the fourtybazillionteen pictures of a bunch of people standing around eating hamburgers and jello salad but here’s just a few of my favorites from our trip.
Don't worry kid, they're just ONE side of your family.
Evan Original Recipe and E playing bocce. It easy to see where the competative streak comes from. And for the record, E lost BIG TIME.
Cousin Jack. I hear he had a pretty impressive birthday party this year too.
My scale says I've gained .5 pregnancy pounds, and yet somehow my FACE has gained 15.
Cool magnetic pendulum at the Center of Science and Industry (COSI) Hello me!
"Your fake sink SUCKS. How am I supposed to get my clothes totally soaking wet?"
"Much better. I am appeased by your offering."
This is only the two-pully chair. Which means I'm lifting most of my own weight. Which, let me tell you, is no small amount. So what I'm saying here, is RAWR STRONG!
Real men wear babies in flowered Ergos while carrying their sister's diaper bag for her. Rawr again.
