I needed a break from the every day routine of preschool, feedings, more feedings, and more feedings. So naturally (like every good daughter), I called my mom and let her know we were barging in on them for the weekend.
And like every good Grandma does, she began to plan every activity under the sun that could in any way entertain the kids and keep them from whining to their tired mom for two whole days. It worked. We went bumper bowling, shopping, pumpkin patching, and finished it off with Grandma and Grandpa teaching their Sunday school class. Really, it can't get much better than that.
Wait, yes it can. Added to the above, they gave baths, read books, did
my laundry, and even allowed for Kevin and I to sneak out and have some dinner; ALONE. I endulged myself in fajitas and a giant margarita. I loved it, but by the increase of puke from Harry, I don't think he was too fond of my dinner out. Sorry buddy.
We had a fabulous time, and I was left wondering why I ever moved out of my parents house. It's cushy there. But my guess is that it wouldn't be that way if I moved in permantely with four kids. Things could get cramped and cranky in a hurry:). So I will grow up and go home, and look forward to Thanksgiving when I can once again eat my mom's dinner and enjoy regressing for a few days.
Here are some picks for good smiles.
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| Eli was a kind competitor. Comforting everyone during their turns |
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| Our Little Bowlers. |
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| Pumpkin patch slides |
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| Jumping on a huge inflated "pumpkin" |
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| Hay Barn.. and slides. And Norah. |
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| Charlie was having a moment |
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| Total Kim face. It's like looking in a mirror. |
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| Kids Zip line. |
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