Friday Drew's mom drove up to watch the boys, and we set off with several couples from our community group for a weekend getaway at a lake house. It was the perfect combination of friends, food and fun together with Drew, without crying babies and early morning wake ups. It was so refreshing for all of us, and so fun to be able to hang out with some of our best friends more than just the hour or two that we get each week during community group. (we did have a minor mishap of the breaker going out on us for the first 3 hours of the trip, which meant that we had to prepare dinner by oil lamp, which was quite comical and memory making for sure).
(not the best picture of either of us, but I promise you that you don't want to see the selfie we tried to take Friday night at the bonfire. 15 layers of chins and no amount of photoshop to cover up those bad boys ;) ).
Saturday we returned back home to a forecast of snow, so I had to join the crazies at Walmart to make sure I was stocked up on essentials... just in case. We also had to make a quick pit stop to the hair salon, as a certain someone decided that they would attempt to cut their hair with Daddy's electric shaver while their Mamaw was changing brothers diaper. Fun times. (And more on this to come later. I feel like it deserves it's own post ;).
Today was my first day volunteering in the church nursery after a 2 year sabbatical. Here's my confession: I love small babies. By far my most favorite stage with all of my children was the newborn thru 6 month stage (minus the reflux, which very well could have been crafted by the hand of Satan. Not that I have strong feelings against it or anything). Most of my friends think I'm crazy, but I just love the stage where the babies can't talk back, are fairly immobile and the fixes to most problems with them generally involves either just changing a diaper or feeding them. Anyways, now that I am 4 months removed from the 0-6 month stage, I find myself yearning for the little babies again. And seeing how my husband looks at me with crazy eyes if I even mention the word "baby" in our own home, working in the church nursery seems like the most logical solution to appease my arms of their baby holding needs. Today I got to cuddle with a sweet little guy wearing cropped levis and a polo sweater; aside from my own 3 little dudes, this little guy was the sweetest thing ever and I felt like I was in my heaven (and I was able to return said cute little dude to his parents after an hour. Not having the weight of thinking about another college fund does have its advantages.).
After I got out of the nursery, we made the executive decision to miss out on the service, as it was SNOWING. AGAIN. All I can say is SWEET MERCY I AM SO READY FOR SPRING. Drew and I also noted how particularly funny it was that the Robins were out in full force during a thick pouring snowstorm. Bless their sweet, red-breasted hearts, they are just as confused as the rest of us.
Tyler thinks sunglasses are a necessity, even on snow days ;)
Hope everyone has a great week!