April

Trying to find a way to keep this kid happy during a baseball practice at the park.

Limes.

He never made a single face.

After fishing out multiple dirt clods from his mouth (the fields were aerated) I determined he was born without taste buds. 

We gave my parents tickets to see The Importance of Being Ernest at Hale Theater. We ate at Nico's Heirloom Kitchen first, then walked over to the theater. I've heard of this play and read it was a comedy so I thought it would be interesting. Welllll, it was interesting. 

But also a little hard to follow. 

Funny...

But kind of long. 

The actors were amazing with their British accents though, and never missed a beat. I was VERY proud of my Dad for not falling asleep! I had to stifle a few yawns myself. We finished by walking across the street to a new ice cream place called Creamistry. YUM. And ran into Jimmy and Rachelle, out carousing in their mustang. We were up way later than tired parents should be, but it was a really fun night! I'm on board with these date night gifts vs. "things". 

Check out this kid's "ready" stance. It's like he's a bear getting ready to attack. It gave me the giggles all season.

Olive was invited to Andi Lamereaux's unicorn birthday party. They painted signs and got these amazing cookies to take home. Some parents really bring the skillz to the kid table!

Just a regular night at Grandmas.

Weston was in the 2nd grade school musical performance, Chicken Little.

He sure is cute. Unlike Collin, he'll do all the actions and smile while on stage. ;)

It was a tad repetitive... as the story goes... but I guess that's what you get with 7 year olds.

Look at those widdle toofers coming in!

The night I got home from Nashville, I picked up Tanner and could tell he didn't feel good. He was whiny and not acting like himself. We got him home and he had diarrhea in his diaper. The next morning the diarrhea and fussiness continued. Then around the 2nd or 3rd day he started throwing up. EVERYWHERE. I didn't even know what was happening! He has never thrown up before. I tried to convince myself it was just a lot of spit up, but he kept doing it and kept doing it. He'd cry and gag and throw up some more. I had kids running all over the house, but couldn't even clean half of it up because he needed me to hold him. I sent a may-day text out to Trav to hurry home! It was the end of the day anyway. Got him in the tub and just held up the rest of the evening. Luckily, he only woke up once in the early morning to chug down some Pedialyte and didn't throw up any more. The diarrhea continued though for a couple more days. Ugh. I swear this always happens when I get home from a trip. It's God's way of keeping life balanced. But I'm glad he was sick when I was home so I could comfort him. I would have been so worried about him if I was gone.  

I love his little "goo goo, gah gah" baby sounds. This was first thing Monday morning when I realized we had a real, runny problem on our hands. :(

Entering the "gets into everything" stage!!!

We met the Porters at the park for what was probably our last good weather day! These two boys are three months apart and pretty darn cute together!

When you don't have lime rinds, orange peels will do OK.

The slightest bump of the hand sent my whole smoothie onto the counter. BAH!

We have been so busy we've hardly used our bikes this season. That makes me sad because family bike rides are my favorite!

Stopped half way through for a picnic at the park.

Collin was so helpful getting us ready to get out the door. He offered to make the sandwiches and I figured, why not?! Travis opened his up and laughed. 

That night, Travis took the boys to the Little League night at the Diamondback's game so I was just bumming around with Olive and Tanner, going to Target and grabbing Filibertos for dinner. Then Marcie text me that it was prom night and Craig was doing their dinner at Mom and Dad's house if I wanted to come help. (My parents were still in Hawaii.) I didn't think it would work so last minute, but Marcie convinced me and in 15 minutes, I was showered, dressed and flying down Lindsay road, stuffing a burrito in my mouth. I got Tanner down to bed in their pack n' play and was ready to help just as the first couples arrived! I was so glad I went! Marcie and I served them their food to make it feel more fancy. I have a new appreciation for waiters! It was a bit hectic getting dressing orders for their salads, plating the food, switching out old plates, getting dessert orders, refilling drinks, etc. Dana and her friend helped in the beginning which was nice. At one point, Craig threw open the back to door to shout, "Lanie's choking!" We could tell it wasn't a joke and I panicked for a quick second running out there, trying to review the Heimlich in my head. Right before we got there, she had thrown up and could breath again!! Poor girl!! I cleaned it up and she was laughing at her own expense. It was quite the event! There were 10 kids total and they all seemed like such nice kids. Craig's date was a girl named Camille Skinner from Highland. It was so fun visiting with them, seeing their pretty dresses and taking pictures! Olive was a bit whiny, until she finally fell asleep. We were there late, washing the china and putting everything away. Travis got home way before I did!

I bought some roses to give a lady I visit teach for her birthday and there were a couple that didn't fit in the vase so I kept them. They BLOOMED so beautifully and stayed that way for an entire week! Seriously! I have NEVER had store bought flowers do that. Not ever! I wanted to know what amazing greenhouse/farm they were from! I just bought them from Target was all. They reminded me of the roses my Grandmother would grow in her garden. She always had fresh flowers in vases around her house. I loved it.

I needed someone to help with Tanner while I made dinner so I asked Weston if he would read to him. How adorable is this? Tanner actually sat still for a few minutes.

Then he crawled away and I ASTOUNDED to hear Weston still reading. Out loud. He really doesn't like reading at all. A rare moment, indeed.