Monday, August 31, 2015

the weekend of the runaway child

It seems as though this weekend went by in a blur. It was full, busy, and a little stressful. But also a little bit restful. And I am pretty sure it was just a little bit too short. Anyhow the highlights of my weekend. Sans photos.

- Saturday morning after I finished feeding Oliver in the early morning [around 6], I got myself ready, buckled Oliver into his carseat, and headed to the grocery store. Last week we didn't make it to the grocery store until around 10:30 and it was nuts. Crazy busy and a little bit too much for me to handle. I knew that if we waited to go until after breakfast, we wouldn't end up leaving until around 10 or so and I did not want to maneuver my way through the crowded grocery store. I also knew there were a few other things we wanted to to that day, so we wouldn't have much time to lolly-gag. So Oliver and I hit up the store while it was still nice, early, and empty. We pretty much had the whole store to ourselves, which is just the way I like it.

- Once we got home and unloaded the groceries we ate breakfast, I fed Oliver again, and then we headed out to see about new phones/a new phone plan. We switched carriers nearly a year and a half ago, and the service has been terrible. So when a little flyer from our old phone service arrived in the mail with a pretty good deal, it was hard to pass up. We talked about if for a few days and tried to decide what the best thing to do would be. In the end we decided to switch back. So we went to the phone store to get that in the works.

- While Landon was finishing up the phone stuff I took the boys across the street to the mall to return some things at Old Navy. We walked around for a few minutes and I browsed as quickly as I could with a toddler who wanted to get out of the stroller. On my way to the register I saw a super cute skirt, but with no tags on it. I grabbed it and took it to the front with me to check the price. You never know. The girl looked it up and it cost a whopping $4.50. Yes, please, I'll take it. I have never been that confident about a purchase.

- Before we headed out, Landon stopped to look for a new pair of shoes. Somehow Emerson had talked his way out of the stroller and went off with Landon to look at shoes while I was finishing up at the register. When I got to the shoe store, Emerson was looking at all of the shoes and having a grand ol' time. While Landon was trying on shoes, I was walking with/chasing Emerson around the store. Then all of the sudden he decided it would be fun to run. His little legs started moving and didn't stop, I was right behind him, pushing the stroller, reaching for his arm/hand/leg/any part of his little body I could catch, telling him to stop running. But the boy did. not. stop. running. He darted through a group of people at the store entrance and kept running through the mall, towards the door that goes outside [though of course he didn't know that]. He was running, squealing with delight and laughter. I was running too, pushing the stroller, yelling, "Emerson! Stop!" over and over. The group of people he had darted through didn't bother to move at all for me [or stand in his way?] so I could get through [you would think they would have realized what was happening and moved?], so I had to go around them. Those extras steps it took me gave Emerson the lead he wanted and he made it to the mat they have laying out in front of the entrance before I caught his little arm. Oh... that boy...

- I had a mini heart attack. Not really, but basically.

- He got a sore little booty. Not really, but basically. I didn't really know what to do. How to discipline him for that. Spank him? Give him time out? Lecture him? Strap him in the stroller and never let him out?

- After lunch and once the boys were napping I left the house, by myself, to go visit a friend at the hospital who just had a baby. Oh, the memories it brought back. It seems like forever ago, and at the same time, like only yesterday that I was at that same hospital with Oliver. This was her first baby, so talking with her also brought back so many memories of being a first time mama. I'm no expert now, but I do feel a little more confident, which is nice. It was good to visit with her and see her little peanut.

- Sunday was less eventful: went to church, had lunch, made granola, worked on a photobook. A nice little lazy day.

And that was our weekend. I hope to goodness we don't have a repeat of a runaway boy - ever.



Friday, August 28, 2015

pretty days and pre-pregnancy clothes

Another Friday is upon us, and I am happy to be saying hello to it. It's hard to believe that we will be saying hello to September in a few short days. Where has this year gone? I always remember hearing grown ups talk about how fast the years would pass, but when I was little, it felt like it took forever for Christmas / birthdays / other fun holidays to come around. Now? It's not the case any more. I mean shoot, it's practically Christmas. And in a month or two, it will probably look like Christmas in the stores. Cra-zy. Anyhow, I always enjoy a good Friday and getting some random things off my brain. Here goes ...

one. two weeks down. 
I am officially back in working mode. And today marks two weeks down with three little ones. I feel like I kind of went from one kid to three kids. With all the visitors and help we had over the summer, and then the traveling and visiting we did at the end of the summer, I never really had a chance to figure out being a mama to two. Sure I had a few days here and there when I was on my own, but there was usually some one around to help a little bit [which was soooo nice] so I never really figured it out with the boys. And now I have two boys and Bee. Thankfully I am figuring things out and a nice little routine seems to be taking shape. Once we get a little more settled into our routine I will be sharing what it looks like.

two. fall is in the air. 
We have been loving the weather the past few days! They have been so Fall like and have me itching even more for the sweater weather days. We've been taking full advantage of the beautiful weather and have been going on lots of walks and playing at the park as much as we can. I cannot wait until every day is perfectly cool. Fall is my favorite.


three. jeans. 
Since Oliver's birth I have been living in skirts and yoga pants, though lately it's been mostly skirts. I love skirts and I love that I've been able to wear them this summer, but I am ready to fit back into my pre-pregnancy clothes. The other morning I thought I'd try try on a pair of my normal jeans, just to see if they fit. And low and behold, they did. Granted they may not be the ones I was wearing right before I was pregnant, but still, they are normal jeans and they fit and I am love wearing them. Just in time for these cooler days. Hopefully within the next few months I'll be back to where I was before getting pregnant. I can hope, right?

four. blog ideas.  
Sometimes I just can't seem to think of anything I want to write about. I like writing in this little space, even if it may just be my rambling thoughts. It's a way for me to unwind and I enjoy the sense of community with other bloggers that have turned into friendships. But there are some days and I'm just at a loss for what to write. Any thoughts, ideas, and suggestions would be most welcome.

five. ordering pictures. 
I am so bad about ordering pictures and making photobooks. I always have the best intentions to upload/make/order pictures or photobooks, but that's pretty much where it stops. Intentions. I have a coupon for free photos from Shutterfly and I need to be sure to use it before it expires. Which is soon I think. Why can't I be better about getting those memories printed? A goal to work on, for sure.

I hope you all have a lovely weekend and are able to enjoy some family time or some time alone, if that's something that would be special for you.


Thursday, August 27, 2015

nine tips for a healthy pregnancy

Growing a baby in your belly is such a blessing. Those months you carry a baby are precious and go by so quickly, even though at times it may not seem like it. Because it's a special time in your life [and your growing babe's], it's important to take care of yourself and your quickly growing nugget. I am by no means a health fanatic or know it all but, I try to live a healthy lifestyle by eating and doing things I know are good for me. During pregnancy it seemed even more important to try and eat healthy things and exercise as much as I could, though let's be honest, sometimes wasn't all that much. Anyhow, I've put together a little list of things I did during one or both of my pregnancies to help stay healthy.


- stay active. As much as I was able, I tried to continue keeping up with the exercise I had already been doing. That mostly consisted of cardio and a few weight things [I don't even know what they're called - that's how much of a work out fanatic I am. I just do what the hubs suggests when I ask for his help] to an attempt to keep my arms fit and somewhat toned and to help keep my booty from expanding and ripping a hole in my pants. I also did Zumba for a little while at the beginning of my first pregnancy, but stopped after a while because I wasn't sure about all the jumping and such and I couldn't ask the doctor about it for a few months [long story, that I'll spare you]. But I tried to keep up what I had been doing, and at least do some cardio.

- eat healthy foods [or at least try to]. I don't consider myself a person who eats a ton of junk food, though I do love me some Zebra cakes [oh, how I love them], but I also don't consider myself to be a health fanatic. I just try my best to eat foods that I know are good for me. While pregnant I pretty much continued eating like I had before getting pregnant, though I'm sure a few more snacks here and there -especially during the first few months. I didn't eat a tub of ice cream every night before bed and I didn't indulge in eating all of the food because you know, I was eating for two. I did eat a ton of fresh fruit, it's pretty much all I wanted to eat during my pregnancies, but I consider that a good thing.  

- morning sickness. Which of course does not mean you're only sick in the morning. While pregnant with Emerson I felt sick all the time. All day, every day for the first trimester and even into the second trimester. I didn't take any medication for the nausea, I just took it as a good sign that I was carrying a baby and knew that it wouldn't last forever. Even though it felt like it would sometimes. One thing that helped [sometimes] was to eat a light snack -maybe a banana or some peanut butter crackers or something. Or sucking on a hard candy. Not having an empty tummy helped me feel not quiet as sick.

- prenatal vitamins. I took them every day while pregnant and while nursing. I had to take them with food otherwise I'd just be sick, which is never fun. So, prenatals - with food.  

- sleep. Sleep all you can. Feel tired or exhausted? Lay down and take a nap, if you can. Go to bed early, if you can. I'm not a napper, but there was hardly a day that went by that I did not take a nap when I was pregnant with Emerson - especially in the first trimester. Thankfully I was on summer break during that horribly sick and exhausting time and was able to take a nap when I felt tired. And lay on the bathroom floor if need be. With Oliver, I wasn't able to nap as much since I was busy chasing around a toddler [or two], but there were days I'd lay on Emerson's bedroom floor and kind of drift off while he played around me. And I'm pretty sure I was asleep by 8 o'clock each night for well into the second trimester. Had to get my sleep some time. Sleep is good for you and that little baby you're growing.

- drink water. It's always important to drink lots of water, but I feel like when you're pregnant and nursing it's super important to drink a ton of water. I will only drink water if it's ice cold, so I was sure to always have a good [cute] water bottle around. Add ice and cold water and wha-la. Your drink is made.

- go to the doctor. This should go without saying, but I'll still say it: go to the doctor. It's so important to see your doctor while pregnant. It's also fun because you get to hear the little guy's [or gal's] heartbeat.

- continue with your routine. Things don't need to change too much from what your normal was before you were pregnant. I kept working with both pregnancies and just did everything I would have normally done anyway. I realize there may be some restrictions every now and again, but for the most part I just kept living life. I think keeping up with my daily routine and job - be it teaching or staying at home and babysitting - helped keep my mind busy and focused on things other than the baby.

- have fun. This is a rare and short time of your life. You aren't pregnant forever [though sometimes it may feel like you are - especially towards the end of your pregnancy]. For the nine [ten] months you are pregnant you are the only one who gets to enjoy your little baby bean. You get to know your baby before anyone else. It is such a special time; soak up the kicks, jabs, and rolls. Try to enjoy your pregnancy!

What are some things you did to stay healthy during your pregnancy?




Tuesday, August 25, 2015

lake barkley

A few weeks ago now we went on a mini vacation to Lake Barkley. We had spent the week prior visiting Landon's family and friends, but we still wanted to have a little fun before school started back up. On Saturday morning we loaded the car, buckled the boys in, and drove off to Nashville where we stopped to see some friends and spend a day with my grandparents. We arrived in time for bedtime on Saturday night, went to church and lunch with my grandparents and aunt on Sunday, hung out that afternoon, and left their house early Monday morning so we could get to the lake. 


It was a tiny little stop over and visit with my grandparents, but I'm so glad we were able to see them for at least a short time. We don't have a chance to see them often, but I really wanted them to meet Oliver while he was a little baby still and for them to see Emerson again.


We drove off to the lake and after making a stop for lunch, to feed Oliver, and to grab a few groceries for the days ahead we finished the short drive to lake and got there in time to enjoy some sunshine, shade [for the babe], and swimming in the pool before dinner time. 



Monday evening we hung out as our little family of four - swimming, eating dinner, and an early bedtime. I had been a little anxious about the sleeping arrangements, seeing as how it would be all four of us in one little room. I was worried Emerson would wake up when Oliver fussed and wanted to eat, but thankfully that never happened. And thankfully Emerson actually slept through the night every night we were there. I think it helped that Landon and I moved the couch around to make a little divider with it so Emerson couldn't see us if he happened to move around during the night. 


Tuesday morning we ate breakfast and then headed to the pool. Landon and Emerson swam while I looked sat in the shade with Oliver. Around nine or so that morning Landon's parents and sisters arrived and not long after that they had joined them in the pool. I even got to swim a little bit too as Gigi and aunties were there and were more than eager to hold and love on Oliver.



Our days were all pretty much the same: eat breakfast, go to the pool and swim until lunch time, put Emerson down for a nap, relax, then go to dinner. Emerson always took really good naps while we were there [I wonder why :]. One night we went to Patti's, home of the two inch pork chops. Apparently Patti's is the place to go around there. Ever since meeting Landon I've heard stories about that restaurant. From him. From his family. From friends. Even from one of my nurses after Oliver was born. I'd hear about the amazing pork chops. The bread that's baked in little flower pots. The strawberry butter. The old time uniforms the waitstaff wears... It was pretty built up. Thankfully it did not disappoint. Cause you know how sometimes that can happen? It was a delicious meal and I was happy to finally be able to know what Landon was talking about. 


At night, once we put Emerson to bed, we would enjoy a quiet night and either read or just go to sleep early ourselves. Since we couldn't watch TV and we couldn't walk around or talk, we were fairly confined. But it was nice to just enjoy the quiet at the end of the day.



I realize that there are tons of pictures here, but I just couldn't help myself. A baby in a swimsuit and a sun hat? Brothers in matching swimsuits? How can you resist? 


Oliver got to wear the swimsuit Emerson had when he was a baby, and somehow we managed to find a nearly identical suit in a bigger size for Emerson to wear this summer. I couldn't resist when I saw it, because I knew it'd be so cute to have them all matchy matchy. ha. 




Emerson loved the pool and swimming in the water. He had been unsure about big swimming pools up to this point, so we weren't sure how he'd do. But he absolutely loved it and wanted to swim all the day long. He pretty much got his wish each day. Since he is such an early riser we were the first ones to the pool and had it to ourselves for most of the morning.




It was a short but very fun mini vacation/getaway. The perfect little vacation for our family this year. Although it wasn't the beach, Emerson still called the lake the ocean and swam to his little hearts content in the pool. So, it's basically the same thing as the beach? It was nice that we were able to go and enjoy the time there with Landon's family as well. All in all it was a really good trip, and we are thankful we were able to go on a mini vacation. 



Monday, August 24, 2015

weekend highlights

Our weekend was a fairly typical one for us, so I thought I'd just share a few highlights . . .

- the weather was beautiful! We had a day or two that felt like the perfect Fall day. If every day could be as beautiful . . .

- we went on several walks to the park and a few walks around the park. Thanks in large part to the perfect weather we were having.

- on Sunday after we got home from church we decided to clean the garage. It wasn't planned, it just kind of happened. And it is so much better now. I have a love hate relationship with our garage. I love it because, well, it's a garage. I hate it because it is so skinny! Our car barely squeezes in each time and we would be impressed with ourselves if we don't hit one of our mirrors before we move. We can't open the car doors all the way, and lugging a baby carseat in and out? I'm pretty sure the planners/builders/developers of this house [garage] didn't take into account that people would have to get in and out of their cars and that they might have a baby in a carrier... love hate relationship. The spontaneous clean was fun and much needed.

- after cleaning out the car Landon took it to vacuum it out and I made some homemade salsa with Emerson's "help".

- little did I realize making your own salsa without a food processor would take five hours. Kidding. It only took one.

- I dusted. I just feel like that's something to document.

- Saturday afternoon I went out to run an errand. I had forgotten it was back to school/move in weekend for U of I and holy cow. Let's just say, I'm glad what I needed to get was in the baby section as it was the only manageable part of the store. And even then, walking through the rest of the store just to buy it... shheesh.

And those are the exciting bits of our weekend. Minus pictures of course, because it's me and well, I'm terrible at taking pictures of the little things we do. I like to think if I had a smart phone I would take more pictures of things: like walking to the park or making salsa or cleaning the garage. But I don't have one, so I don't. Maybe one day I'll join the rest of you all and get a smart phone. One day...

I hope you all had a good weekend too!




Friday, August 21, 2015

one week + three minis = thank goodness for the weekend

Right now the house is quiet and full of sleeping babes. So I'm taking advantage of this moment to get a few thoughts out as quickly as I can, because you just never know when one of them will wake up....

1. a week with three minis
Well, I did it. Today is Friday and in two hours I will have officially survived a week of babysitting and keeping up with three little people. Whew. I feel like a reward or great big prize is in order, you know like the weekend or something :). I am so thankful I was able to get through this week and manage the little ones on my own with most of my sanity in tack. They sure know how to keep my busy and give me a run for my money. Though there were a few times when I felt like I could sit back and relax. Granted, those relaxing bits didn't usually last long... Overall it went a lot smoother than I had envisioned, so that's good.

2. some structure 
This week we I did a few things to establish some sort of structure to our days. In general I'm a super organized person and thrive on structure and routine. I know that little people also do well with a routine, be it for newborns: eat, play, sleep, or if it's for toddlers. I started this week with an idea of what our days would look like, but I wasn't fully prepared to fill them. That all changes on Monday. Come Monday morning we will have a lot more structure to our days. I'm pretty sure they will love it too, or at least Emerson will. We've done a special story time on the floor this week and Emerson loves it. He even asked to have "tory-time" after Bee went home one day. And every day since we first did it, he asks for it and cleans up the toys so we can read. We're making a trip to the library this weekend so we can get all kinds of fun new books to read.

3. a play date 
The other day our small group leader came over with one of her little boys and her baby girl to play. Emerson loves her boys and has been asking/talking about them for weeks now. We looked for them at church on Sunday, but were sad when we realized they weren't there. So it was a special treat for her to stop by. The kids all ran wild and threw anything and everything they could. It's a miracle nothing broke and no one was hit. A good time was had by all.

4. nap time 
While the kids played, we talked about this and the other and she asked me how Oliver was sleeping. He's been doing pretty well, better than Emerson ever did a least. But her question got me thinking about naps. Oliver does well at night time but in the day he'll fall asleep and wake up off and on instead of taking a good solid nap. The one exception? The afternoon nap, when Emerson is sleeping and the house is quiet. So it made me think that maybe I've been depriving the poor baby of a good nap. He needs peace and quiet and not crazy little people running around, jumping, and screaming at the top of their lungs. This morning, when he started to get a little sleepy I laid him down in our bedroom and he has taken the best nap of his little life. I'm hoping and praying that it's not a fluke and that it's something he will continue to do. Fingers crossed?


5. an adventure to the park 
This morning I must have been a little bit crazy because I decided to go to the park. With all three munchkins. By myself. I made Emerson go potty, put shoes on the kids and myself, plopped them in the stroller, put the baby in the Boba wrap, and walked to the park. I was a little impressed with myself, if I may say so. Thankfully the park was nearly empty - with only one tiny tot and her grandma and they left after a little while so we had the whole place to ourselves for nearly an hour. I let Emerson and Bee run free and wild with the threat of going home the moment they climbed up on the big playground set or set foot out of the mulched play area and into the wide open grassy field hanging over their heads. I can't be chasing two toddlers around in two different directions. Knowing what the consequence would be if they disobeyed, they did surprisingly well and played on the approved areas. Emerson was especially keen on staying as long as possible, so if Bee made one wrong move he was on her like white on rice. She didn't even have a chance. ha.

I hope you all have a good weekend!


Wednesday, August 19, 2015

a trip to the farm

I'm not sure when Emerson's love affair with farms began. Maybe it started when we read all the farm books and looked at the different farm animals. Maybe it was started when we went to see the real live farm animals. Maybe it started when he actually went a farm. Even though I'm not sure when or how his love of all things farm began, I know his love for them runs deep. So much so he had farm animal cupcakes for his birthday, granted I may have decided on this theme, but it was only because I knew how much he loved the farm animals. 


Anyhow, when ever we have a chance, we like to take Emerson to his Papaw's farm to see the cows, tractors, and other farm things. It's one of his favorite things going to that farm. And since it's his Papaw's farm, he not only gets to see the things, he gets to do the things. Like drive the tractor.


Before we left on our trip we told him he would get to go see Papaw's farm and the tractor. It was all he talked about after we told him. Once we got to Landon's parents house we kept trying to get over to the farm, but weather or other appointments kept us away nearly all week. Every morning and multiple times throughout the day Emerson would ask to go to see the tractor or the cows. Finally, after days of not being able to go, we headed over to the farm. And oh, how he loved it.


After looking at the cows for a little while we headed over to the main event: the tractor. After they climbed into the tractor the boys were off, and Papaw was kind enough to let Emerson do the driving [hold the steering wheel]. Landon told me after they were done that when they tried to help steer Emerson would take their hands off and tell them no, just he could drive. Ha. I have a feeling one day all too soon he will actually be driving that tractor.




Another favorite activity at the farm is riding on the four wheeler. It's a super fancy one and Emerson loves it almost as much as the tractor. All four of us went for a little ride around the farm and said hi to a few cows, really though, every time we saw a cow Emerson would say, "Hi, Cow." After the ride was over he somehow managed to sweet talk his way into going for another ride on the four wheeler with his Papaw and Auntie Meredith. Goodness sakes.



After the riding/driving around the farm a few times we headed back to the house, but that didn't stop Emerson from talking about driving the tractor and seeing the cows.



Going to Papaw's farm was one of the highlights of our trip for sure. I'm glad the weather finally cooperated and that there was a morning free of work and appointments so we could take him to the farm and let him enjoy running around.



Tuesday, August 18, 2015

family lovin'

The other day I mentioned that we went on a little trip to visit family and let them meet Oliver for the first time. We spent one week at Landon's parent's house. On Monday his dad's side of the family came over to visit and love on the boys and on Tuesday his mom's side of the family came over to visit. Those weren't the only days we saw aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents. There was a pretty steady stream of family coming in and out of the house while we were there. Always someone to play with Emerson and cuddle with Oliver. A lot of our week looked like this: 




Our boys are so deprived of attention when we go to Gigi and Poppy's house....



Nearly every time Aunt Julie comes to visit she brings a gift for Emerson, and now Oliver too. Spoiled, I tell ya. At least her gifts are books [and an accompanying stuffed animal or clothes for the wee one. For some reason I don't mind the gifts as long as they are practical, like books and clothes. I love that Emerson loves reading and books as much as he does, they really are his favorite thing.


It is such a blessing that Emerson and Oliver have the chance to get to know their great-grandparents. Emerson absolutely adores his Papaw and it seems as though Oliver does too.


Like I said, these boys are so neglected when we go visit. ha.


While we were in, we headed to Lexington one day to see how much UK's campus has changed. Landon went there for his undergrad and MBA degrees and both of his sisters have gone there as well. Meredith, the youngest sister, is about to start her senior year this year, so we went to see her new place while Landon went to a few meetings. I always like visiting family and friends and seeing the place they call home, we rarely have a reason to go to Lexington so it was a treat to see his sister's house.  


For the most part we spent time with family, but on Friday morning Landon's childhood best friend came to visit for a while and brought his two kids. It was so sweet to see them all play together. The boys look like their daddies, respectively, and I'm sure Landon's mom was having plenty of flashbacks to Landon's younger years. 



I've said it before, and I'll say it again, it's always so special when we get to go visit Landon's family. They have welcomed me into their family with open arms and make feel at home. Emerson and Oliver are blessed to be apart of such a loving, fun, generous, and sweet family. I'm glad we decided to make the trip and that we were able to stay as long as we were. We'll most likely get to go for a short visit in October as one of our friends is getting married, but it will be a much shorter trip.



Monday, August 17, 2015

weekend, weekend, it was a weekend

Since we got in on Thursday evening we were pretty low on groceries. I made a very feeble attempt to go grocery shopping on Friday, but decided to stay home and work on unpacking, getting laundry done, and take Oliver to his two month well check. I stayed pretty busy with all of those things, so I just worked on writing a menu for the next week and then a grocery list. Friday evening we had biscuits and sausage for dinner and then we went to the park for a little bit before bedtime. Emerson stayed and played at the playground with Landon and Oliver and I walked the loop around the park. Trying to get my body into some kind of shape, I'm taking advantage of any opportunity to walk I can. And I must say, those evening walks with Oliver are a favorite.


We had talked about me going grocery shopping early Saturday morning, that way Emerson would still be sleeping and so would Landon. I was really going to leave after Oliver finished his first feeding of the day [at five or so], but then I thought of how much better it would be if Landon came with us a little bit later on [like at nine] and we made it a family affair. Thankfully in Landon's sleepy state of mind he agreed to go with us so I was able to get another hour or so of sleep. After breakfast we all headed off to the grocery store so we could restock our fridge and pantry after being gone for so long. When we got home I reorganized our pantry [it was in a state of disarray and was driving me nuts] and fixed some lunch. And now I am happy to say we have a very organized and functional pantry and it's better than it's ever been. It's the little things that make me happy.

That morning we had purchased a baby gate to put at the bottom of our stairs to keep Bee from going up them when ever she wanted to. Emerson is really good about staying downstairs and about obeying, but Bee is not so much. We needed something to contain her. Unfortunately when we went to put the gate up later that afternoon it was broken so we had to take it back. I'm just glad we had the foresight to try it before late Sunday night. Fortunately we were able to find a different one that fit and wasn't broken. And now we have an [almost completely] toddler proof living room. Whew.

Sunday morning we headed off to church and then hung out at home that afternoon. We were all happy to be home after being gone for a few weeks and I worked on finishing the pile of laundry from our trip. We obviously know how to have a fun time. haha.

I hope you all enjoyed your weekend as much as we did ours!