We had a Weekend. Like deserving of capital letters weekend. I felt like a great mom, a great spouse, a great friend. How great is that?
So to begin, we spend a lot of weekends milling about, without a plan, without any really cool things happening. We clean the bathrooms, and fold laundry, and watch bad TV. And then every once in a golden while, we hit one out of the park. This was a home-run, folks. I swear a big part of it was that we were still in the no TV zone, which means we didn't get sucked into the vortex. Instead we did cool stuff as a family, and our time didn't zoom past us. We just enjoyed every single minute of our time together. And my husband didn't talk about work, which was won.der.ful.
To start, Saturday morning we went to pick strawberries at Butler's orchard. http://www.butlersorchard.com/ It was super humid, and the air was almost foggy and it was in the mid 80's, so it looked hazy- like a battlefield. But a battlefield of delicious goodness. We picked around 8 pounds of berries, consumed another couple in the fields. It was magic. Made it home for naps, dinner, a walk to see fireflies.
Sunday was another great day. We decided to play at Cabin John Park and on the way we stopped at the grocery store to pick up sandwiches, some iced tea, and crunchy red grapes. We arrived at the park a few minutes later, found a lovely spot under the trees to have lunch. Ben and Owen spent a really good amount of time running from playground to playground and when Miles got hungry, I sent Ben and O to the miniature ride-on train for a ride around the park. We had one very happy camper on our hands.
Monday morning, I was feeding Miles at about 6:30 when we got a phone call from Sander. His dear Martha was in labor and we were on-call to watch Thomas while she was at the hospital. So at 7am, the Otte family arrived at our house with one cranky 15 month old for Owen to play with, and once again, the morning was great. The whole time, we were wondering what was happening at the hospital, and at about 1:30, Sander arrived at our door to pick his son up, and he proudly announced that they had a beautiful new baby girl- Sophie. I was so glad that we were able to help them out and proud to be a part of the whole process. Years from now, when the kids ask about the day they were born, we'll be a minor part of the story!
When it was back to just the 4 of us, we packed up the car and headed to the splash park to cool off a bit. Owen was fearless. He just charged out into the spray and had a grand ol' time. Ben wanted to read and to watch Miles, so I followed Master Owen around for the next 45 minutes until his lips started to turn purple and he couldn't stop shivering. That was my cue to wrap him up in a cozy, cozy, cozy beach towel and head on home. Thank goodness Ben had been to the store earlier in the day for Memorial Day hot dogs and corn, so we grilled up our food and sat down to eat. Owen at one point looked at us, after eating his second corn on the cob, and said "This is good stuff!". Huzzah kiddo! Huzzah!
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