What a great weekend!
On Friday we went to see Inglourious Basterds and, as I'm sure you know by now, I loved it.
Saturday was the get-everything-done-that-we-haven't-done-in-the-last-two-weeks day. I was Little Miss Efficient-Pants, clearing out the garage and hauling car-loads of stuff to the Salvation Army for donations. D stopped by to hang out, and the boys were up until 4:00 AM. I kicked the bucket by about 1:00, which is pretty impressive for me...especially considering the fact that I was up just as late the night before! Prior to sleeping where I fell, I actually had one last ounce of energy to get something done. So I cut up all of the ingredients for the gigantor salad we were bringing to The Hubbs' folks' house on Sunday. Not too bad of a job, considering I was able to do this in the middle of the night while shooting the shit with D and The Hubbs in the kitchen. :)
Yesterday was a blast. It was Pop's 53rd birthday, as well as K's 1st. Jenn and Adam pulled together quite the shindig for 40 or so of their closest friends who arrived to celebrate the one-year anniversary of The Birth of the Bear. K was unbelievably adorable in her tutu (made with love by her momma, of course!), and she was all smiles.
The Princess, having recently mastered the fine art of stair-climbing (we don't have any in our house, so she practices at the grandparents' places), was all over the place. Up and down, down and up, so cute to watch her sliding on her butt down the stairs. She'd get up and jump from the last stair to the floor, starting off in a dead run toward who/whatever she had decided was to be her next victim...I mean playmate.
Alexandria was adorable, as always, and continues to seek the impossible...affection (or even acknowledgement) from The Princess. That little girl really is a peach. :)
And there were balloons. Mylar ballons. Filled with helium. A stroke of pure genius on J's part, I have to say. What kid isn't enthralled with balloons? One of K's presents even came with a giant dragonfly balloon, which The Princess quickly commandeered. I hope Nana got a couple of good pictures...this thing was bigger than her whole little body and she insisted upon running around with it. And if I'm being perfectly honest, she also insisted upon shoving her way through the crowd while hanging onto the monstrosity by its tail, narrowly avoiding a few spilled beers (alcohol abuse!), and I'm sure she stomped on some toes in the process. Everyone was cool with her, though, for which I'm thankful.
Somewhere in the neighborhood of 4:00, The Hubbs and I were both about ready to drop. We're not used to all this excitement, people! The moment The Princess was strapped in her carseat, she conked out with her pig and her blanket, sleeping all the way home. Our evening was short, and our sleep was deep. Back to the land of the living for the next few days...I can only hope next weekend is just as fun, if not as eventful!
Awww, thanks Sis for the sweet comments! We were so happy to have you three there and the salad was awesome (as only you guys can make). Chloe was adorable as usual and quite honestly, if I had thought about it (or had the opportunity to read this before coming over today) I would have brought the dragonfly balloon for her. It's not like Kaitie would notice and since we'll be gone this next week, it's just going to be laying in a sad little heap by the time we get back. Oh well. I'll be sure to have one for her the next time I see you guys.
ReplyDeleteHey lady, it was big-time fun! And don't worry...I won't tell Chloe about the poor dragonfly balloon she's not getting. She's perfectly happy with the one her god-mama picked out especially for her anyway. :)
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