Despite J having to work Saturday and today (whine grumble repeat), it's turned out to be a pretty nice holiday weekend, anyway. It's felt almost summery! Mosquitos and lemonade and that hot grill smell.
We started things off on Friday night, when I invited my fabulous girlfriends over. And their kids (we have 11.5 age 6 and under, if I'm counting correctly). And their husbands, who are just as fabulous (I mean fabulously MANLY) as the girls are. It's a good feeling to look around your kitchen and see everyone chatting and laughing and barefooted kids running in and out (cookie in each hand, obviously) and have that feeling like you're building your friend village. That one you need around you to raise kids with any amount of sanity. For entertainment and relief and advice and commiseration and celebration. The ones who will offer to watch your kids so you can get your hair done, who offer up their husband to carry your screaming kid out of the birthday party when naptime is clearly far past due (and he gladly does it), who drop a bottle of wine on your doorstep when it's been one of those weeks. Those kinds of friends. So for me to have found those kinds of friends, and my kids to like their kids so much they squeal with excitement at the mention of their names, and then for my husband to think their husbands are
fabulous manly enough to do man things with .... I'd call that a win on the village building front.
rhors. minus the catfighting and evil eye hats.
katie (& baby #4!), elizabeth, libby, yo mama, crystal
just some babies here. talking about baby things.
big kids table. how sweet (and outnumbered) is miss lucy on the end?
fun if you're a boy. not fun if you're vivi.
it's not a party until someone's got their pants off.
that someone, 99% of the time, is this guy.
(otherwise it's his homeboy, melvin.)
earlier in the evening, vivi helped me get the house ready.
i'm shamelessly posting this just to show off her super cute outfit, obvi.
(target, head to toe.)
And the rest of the weekend was not too shabby, either. We celebrated the birthday of one of the cutest 3 year olds in town, we cleaned closets (out with the uggs, in with the jelly shoes), and yesterday we helped Grandpa get the yachtoon in the lake. The look on Anderbug's face says it all:
"OMG BOATING!!!!!" The boy likes his summer boating. Even if it does start in jeans and a sweatshirt. It's only May, people, and that breeze off the lake is chilly. We'll get the swim trunks (and SPF 350) out before much longer.
The boat launching was exciting for another reason - it was Abbie's first boat ride. Abbie is the newest member of the family, my parents' recently adopted 4 year old lab. Isn't she precious? And healthy. She ate a bottle of vitamins last week to prepare for a summer of fun.
Dogs are here, Grandpa's here, now we just need the Mommo. Who will be here in about 96 hours. Not that we're counting or anything.