- Zoo Trip
- LOTS of park time
- Visit local pool
- Wildlife Discovery Center
- Cubs game
- Ice Cream shop
- Visit local spray park
- Picnics in the park
- Farmers Market
- LOTS of walks
- Make S’mores
- Amusement Park
We've already done a few of these. So what's missing??
There were dinners outside, walks with the W’s fire trucks, and soaked clothes courtesy of the water table. Another good weekend in the books!
Sunday was our usual. W didn’t sleep well at all. He woke up after a nightmare and wouldn’t even get back in bed. Poor guy was inconsolable so we brought him back to our bed. S slept a total of 12!! hours with only one wake up. Before we even headed to church, W had gotten 3 time outs. I had to laugh at church as W was whining, Kaylee was getting scolded, Ben was crying, and Wallace and Ginny had to be taken to the lobby. The only happy child was S. It was just an off day for everyone. The day continued with tantrums from W. I asked him what was wrong several times, asked if his ears or throat were hurting. No. He was just grouchy and unhappy – even after a nap. I actually yelled at him – something I very rarely do. But after he threw a car and it hit me in the leg, I’d had enough. Bed time could not come soon enough. On the bright side, he slept all night and seemed to be in good spirits this morning. But wow, what a long day.
Baby S was baptized in the same church W was baptized in. The same church A and I were married in. The same church I was baptized in. Our little church holds a special place in my heart along with those we see every Sunday. Whether we know the church members personally or not, seeing them on a weekly basis feels like home.
The boys were great throughout mass. It was wonderful to be surrounded by family and friends. The only downfall – the priest called A and I by the wrong names. He mixed up our names with S’s Godparents names. But that’s ok, A and I laughed over the mishap – we were too proud of our boys to care.
After mass, everyone came over to our house for lunch. Truth be told, I really don’t like hosting parties. They stress me out. But aside from forgetting to buy cake plates and running out of plastic forks, I think the party was a success. We had a total of 10 kids in the house so it was noisy and a bit chaotic, but I hope everyone had fun. A grilled hot dogs, brats, and hamburgers. There were salads, spinach dip, cookies, a few other goodies, and a beautiful cake for dessert. At one point, I took an extremely overtired/overstimulated baby S upstairs to try and get him to nap. It was a very sweet moment – just mommy and baby cuddling in the rocking chair while the party carried on downstairs. But little man didn’t want to miss any of his party and refused to sleep. He was a bit cranky, but nothing too bad. Our exhausted baby boy ended up sleeping for 10 straight hours that night.