Weekend Fun

Out weekends are often busy, and this one was no exception. We started out nice and early, since Miles is teething, has allergies, or both. Tim went to work and I rounded up the kids for breakfast, then swim. Oli cried the whole way, since I forgot to bring his iPod in the car, and then kept it up as he got in the pool. He finally calmed down for about half of his lesson. He says he hates swim but he looks like he is having such a good time! I'm getting tired of fighting him anout it, but Im not ready to gice up, either. In general, Oli has been crying a lot to get his way lately. He also asks a lot about being "little" or "a baby." I don't know if a) this is a reaction to Miles (which seems painfully obvious on paper, but really doesn't play out so obviously in real life), or b) the fact that Oli really thinks of himself as "little" or "a baby," since he has been our baby for so long, and we have often told him that his is "too little" to do things, especially things at playgrounds or amusement parks that require walking. I have to work to get to the bottom of this since a) it is driving me crazy, and b) we have to make sure that he sees himself in an age appropriate way before this spills into other areas of his life. (I know -- a lot of lists.)

Once Tim got home, we went to see his parents. We wouldn't usually make the Jersey trek this late in the day, but it had been a few weeks since we had seen his parents, and his mom has been recently rediagnosed with cancer. Her health has been hit or miss, but she was doing well on Saturday. It was good to see her acting more like her old self and we had a really enjoyable visit. It was great to see her loving on Miles, since all of the grandparents see him so much less than they saw the other two at his age.

By Sunday, we were all wiped and suffering from allergies/a cold/teething. I'm embarrassed to say that we missed church, but did make it to a cinco de mayo birthday party. We are late for church every week, but one of the great things about our church is that they both start late, and sing for the first twenty minutes. So even though we are always late, we never really miss any of the "important" part of the service. And, there are always some donuts left when we get there. But this week, we were just too late to justify it. So we skipped church, and somehow, still wound up leaving a bit late for the birthday party (where did that extra hour go??). I will blame the lateness for the party on Miles, since he had to eat right before we were ready to go. We definitely live on breastfeeding time -- when he is hungry, we stop everything so I can feed him.

I haven't celebrated anything cinco de mayo since before kids, so it has been a good 8 years or so. While this wasn't as wild as happy hour at On the Border or Marita's Cantina, it was a really awesome party. It was for our friend Sam's first birthday party. His mom, Maria, is incredibly detail oriented, and this party had everything. Alcohol for the adults (SANGRIA! I only had half a cup, but I was in heaven. So different from my twenties -- I was monitoring both sugar and alcohol intake. I am so hopelessly boring now. I did have beer and a bit of margarita, but really a step down from the old days. I often wonder what 20-something me would think of 30-something me. Probably that I'm refreshingly quiet and calmer, but b-o-r-i-n-g), a bounce gym and toy tent with the kids (with pinata), a taco bar (delicious), and a popcorn maker. Really, it was awesome.

Afterwards (and perhaps this is why I drink so much less) we came home, I nursed, Tim cleaned, and we made dinner for the kids and had movie night. We try to have movie night once a week, so instead of going out to eat on the weekend like we used to, we watch a movie and eat in the living room. Usually homemade pizza, but lately burgers. All in all, a busy, fun weekend. And how nice to know that the semester is over, so on Monday, I could give myself the day off :)