First, I have to be honest and say that Friday, the start to our weekend, was less than perfect. It was one of "those" days. If you're a parent, you know what I mean. If it could have gone wrong with my kids, it did. By 4:30, we were all in survival mode and wishing on a prayer that Daddy would come in to rescue the day. When 5pm hit and Drew called to tell me he'd be home late, I was the one imploding. I threw monetary caution to the wind, packed us up and headed to Chick-Fil-A. It was the perfect ending to a not so perfect day, and realigned us all for the weekend ahead of us.
I'm pretty sure ice cream and Chick Fil A are the salve to heal bad days.
Saturday I had a baby shower for my sweet friend, Whitney. I didn't get to stay long because I had to be back to help Drew with the boys at a birthday party, thus no pictures :( Boo. Drew is more than capable of taking care of our kids, but a swimming birthday party is a whole different level, and with two boys who tend to throw caution to the wind, I wanted to set up everyone for success. The boys had SO much fun. It was so great to see how much Connor had changed in the water; he's gone from being very apprehensive of swimming last summer, to being all out boy, jumping, sliding and splashing around. Brayden Thomas made my heart skip a beat when I noticed from the opposite side of the pool that he had climbed out and decided he didn't need his life jacket anymore. Mercy. I had to throw caution to the wind, speed walking/running on soaking wet slippery ground to get to my almost 4 year old, who thought it would be fun to jump into the swirling rapid pool with no life saving device on. He keeps me on my toes, that Brayden Thomas.
In case you ever doubted Drew was a great dad, I give you this picture. He's amazing.
sweet boy. He is losing what little he has left of the "baby", and becoming a little boy. Such a mixture of happy and sad for me.
full of life and action. He makes me smile.
exhibit B of "awesome dad" category.
exhibit C "awesome dad."
one of the sweet birthday boys, Jack. He is one of Braydens closest friends.
Cari did so cute with the decorations... it was a Nemo party!
sweet birthday brothers!
Cute story of the weekend goes to Connor. We were riding together on the way home from the party. At the beginning of the trip we talked about the pretty sunset. About 15 minutes later Connor said "mommy the sunset turned off! Turn it back on, please?" Yall. Two years old is a hard, hard stage. And in many respects, I slightly wish it away, if I'm honest. But then he goes and says stuff like that and I wish I could just box him up and freeze him forever.
Sunday was a great day of learning (we're in a parenting class at church and are learning so much!) for Drew and I, and great weather for our boys to roam outside. Outside playing is always the best. Boys just need it, and our house seems to be much more peaceful when they have that outlet (read: I can't wait for spring!!!).
We have a busy week ahead of us (really, we just have a busy spring ahead of us!), and I have a lot on my mind that I hope to blog about soon. Hope everyone has a great week!