After I got the kids all fed and dressed, I woke up Stuart to hang out with them while I ran to the store quickly to get a couple of pumpkins and some flowers for my friend that had recently gotten engaged (who would also be at the pumpkin painting event). I felt like I was going to simultaneously throw up and drop dead of exhaustion the whole time I was out shopping and after buying everything, I decided it would be better if we didn't go.
The key, I've found, to going to any children's event is to have zero expectations of your children and that way, if it totally sucks or they don't want to do anything at said event, you're not entirely disappointed.
Joey had to pee the minute we got there and the park we were at had no washroom. His friend Chase ended up intently watching him whip out his wiener and pee. He thought it was so cool that he tried it, too. It was funny, but also I felt like puking which made it less funny.
Joey was interested in painting his pumpkin for approximately three seconds and Frankie spent the majority of the time with her hands in the paint and a sponge brush soaked with blue paint dangling out of her mouth. (HILARIOUS and GROSS).
Joey and his friend Julian went off and biked and scootered around the perimeter of the park for the rest of the time, while I sat at a picnic table with Frankie and had a super nice visit with my friends. It was so nice and relaxing and I was really glad that I somehow pulled myself together to go.
haha I look so sick and so tired in this picture, but whatever. it's an accurate representation. In this picture, Joey is shoving his face with Cheeto's that someone brought as fast as he possibly could because he knows that it's an unapproved snack in our family.
On the way home, Joey freaked the frick out because his buckle on his car seat was 'weird'. It's never weird. It's always the exact same. Some days he freaks out that it's weird and nothing I do can 'fix' it. I pulled over and pretended to adjust it because he was being so loud and obnoxious about and it seemed to convince him that everything was going to be a-okay. These kind of scenarios are more exhausting than they sound. They are way way way exhausting even when I feel great.
We talked the rest of the way home. Something that I love love love about Joey is that he always wants to have conversations in the car. He's always like "Mommy! Talk to me!" if we're being quiet and it's so sweet! He almost never wants to have music on, and always wants to talk about our day. Things we did. People we saw. Things we'll do when we get home. Books we'll read. Things he sees outside. I hope he stays like this for years to come.
All the way home I was trying to prep him for the fact that I needed him and Frankie to sleep in the same room for nap. This is something that they never do during the day and I knew it would rock his world. He always sleeps on our bed for nap and with Frankie at bedtime because they usually sleep slightly different lengths for nap and I want to make sure they each get the appropriate amount of sleep that they need. Today was an exception because I desperately needed to have a nap (something I never do obviously because when they're both sleeping I have nowhere to do it). I would just sleep in the bed with him, but it's impossible. Believe me. I've tried. I try to pretend I'm asleep and he climbs on me and pus his face right up to my face and I can feel him looking right at my closed eyes and he keeps saying "mommy! Mommy! talk to me!" hahahaha I just can't. It never works.
Anyway, I talked to him about it a lot on the way home and again after Frankie had gone down from her nap and I was reading his book, and it worked. He silently went into his room (as per my instruction) and laid down to sleep. It woke Frankie up somehow and she screamed for a couple of minutes before falling back asleep.
I fell asleep immediately and woke up an hour later feeling a million times better, made some cupcakes and shortly after that, the two of them woke up and we played until Stuart got home.
I ran around frantically trying to gather everything I needed to host a dinner for 12 at someone else's house. I wish I could host at my own house which would be a billion times easier because there's SO much I had to remember because I didn't want to impose at all on the friend who graciously offered up her space for me.
Once I finally had everything together and was at my friends house setting up, I felt like I could finally breathe and relax and start to enjoy the evening, which ended up being lots of fun. Oh, and it was also a surprise birthday party for my friend Chelsea, who never had childhood birthday parties because her parents are slightly insane. We made it like a kids birthday party. I wish I had pictures of the food I made because it was so pink and sparkly and ridiculous and the theme we decorated was Disney princess!
We talked the rest of the way home. Something that I love love love about Joey is that he always wants to have conversations in the car. He's always like "Mommy! Talk to me!" if we're being quiet and it's so sweet! He almost never wants to have music on, and always wants to talk about our day. Things we did. People we saw. Things we'll do when we get home. Books we'll read. Things he sees outside. I hope he stays like this for years to come.
All the way home I was trying to prep him for the fact that I needed him and Frankie to sleep in the same room for nap. This is something that they never do during the day and I knew it would rock his world. He always sleeps on our bed for nap and with Frankie at bedtime because they usually sleep slightly different lengths for nap and I want to make sure they each get the appropriate amount of sleep that they need. Today was an exception because I desperately needed to have a nap (something I never do obviously because when they're both sleeping I have nowhere to do it). I would just sleep in the bed with him, but it's impossible. Believe me. I've tried. I try to pretend I'm asleep and he climbs on me and pus his face right up to my face and I can feel him looking right at my closed eyes and he keeps saying "mommy! Mommy! talk to me!" hahahaha I just can't. It never works.
Anyway, I talked to him about it a lot on the way home and again after Frankie had gone down from her nap and I was reading his book, and it worked. He silently went into his room (as per my instruction) and laid down to sleep. It woke Frankie up somehow and she screamed for a couple of minutes before falling back asleep.
I fell asleep immediately and woke up an hour later feeling a million times better, made some cupcakes and shortly after that, the two of them woke up and we played until Stuart got home.
I ran around frantically trying to gather everything I needed to host a dinner for 12 at someone else's house. I wish I could host at my own house which would be a billion times easier because there's SO much I had to remember because I didn't want to impose at all on the friend who graciously offered up her space for me.
Once I finally had everything together and was at my friends house setting up, I felt like I could finally breathe and relax and start to enjoy the evening, which ended up being lots of fun. Oh, and it was also a surprise birthday party for my friend Chelsea, who never had childhood birthday parties because her parents are slightly insane. We made it like a kids birthday party. I wish I had pictures of the food I made because it was so pink and sparkly and ridiculous and the theme we decorated was Disney princess!
this is a picture of ten of us (Chelsea is in the sash). My two friends came and aren't part of the regular group and since this was of the core group the two of them took the pictures!
The night was super fun even though I threw up twice and immediately after I got home. This pregnancy is turning out to be a real b!
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