If I had one nice thing to say about these months of nightfloat if would definitely be that Simon is guaranteed ~56 consecutive hours off on the weekends before he has to sail back into storkland on Sunday afternoon. Friday mornings bring great promise of sleep at night, a smile or 80, and a newfound appreciation for what a huge help Simon is with the kids when he is home. Oh, you're not in the market for a Father's Day Hallmarker this morning? Scrooge.
Simon and I met up with some of my old friends from college where he says we acted, "like real grownups!" and enjoyed adult conversation, alcohol, and delicious food until a very late hour while we left a sitter to deal with Julia's "I'll scream till you understand that I need the yellow bottle and NOT the pink bottle to sleep even though I am 2-fat-years-old" antics. It was glorious.
We took the kids to one of those super cliche but super fun pumpkin farm/apple orchard establishments with little rides that sent Julia straight to toddler heaven while Sebastian hunted and gathered all the half eat eaten apples and pointy rocks he could get his little grubbers on.
We went on a walk (some might call it a hike due to the hill situation but we won't get into the nitty) where we were able to get a peek at a fancy wedding reception with all it's finery which is one of my favorite pastimes ... gawking + wedding attire = l-o-v-e.
Caroline (I typed "Sweet Caroline" but ... too much? maybe) sent the most amazingly generous box of the cute cute cutest clothes for Master Bash that will send him straight down the fashionisto runway ... on the heels of his father.
And I won't get into the 'tails of the Mass that Simon says "did more harm than good for his soul" where they sneakily snuck a little baptism in (I love a good sacrament but also love a little advance notice), Sebastian turned into a temporary demon, the bathroom that I REALLY needed to make use of was out of order, and we weathered Julia almost dying/skinning her knees outside during the baptism (I'm sorry ... was going to burst ... little Sophia Rose survived) while I was on a wild dungeon-door-to-the-other-bathroom chase.
As a little dessert for the great I also remembered to take my B vitamin that will give me super powers and energy ... one entire time.
It was pretty much a 10 star weekend sandwiched by two .5 star weeks. Bra to the vo.
wedding crashers in their finest footwear with their enthused piglets
Oxford and sons
a millasecond before he ate hay (alternatively ... "falling for Fall" ... OR ... "Hay, Sebastian!!" you choose.)
mini graceface - permahappy.
Simon and I met up with some of my old friends from college where he says we acted, "like real grownups!" and enjoyed adult conversation, alcohol, and delicious food until a very late hour while we left a sitter to deal with Julia's "I'll scream till you understand that I need the yellow bottle and NOT the pink bottle to sleep even though I am 2-fat-years-old" antics. It was glorious.
We took the kids to one of those super cliche but super fun pumpkin farm/apple orchard establishments with little rides that sent Julia straight to toddler heaven while Sebastian hunted and gathered all the half eat eaten apples and pointy rocks he could get his little grubbers on.
We went on a walk (some might call it a hike due to the hill situation but we won't get into the nitty) where we were able to get a peek at a fancy wedding reception with all it's finery which is one of my favorite pastimes ... gawking + wedding attire = l-o-v-e.
Caroline (I typed "Sweet Caroline" but ... too much? maybe) sent the most amazingly generous box of the cute cute cutest clothes for Master Bash that will send him straight down the fashionisto runway ... on the heels of his father.
And I won't get into the 'tails of the Mass that Simon says "did more harm than good for his soul" where they sneakily snuck a little baptism in (I love a good sacrament but also love a little advance notice), Sebastian turned into a temporary demon, the bathroom that I REALLY needed to make use of was out of order, and we weathered Julia almost dying/skinning her knees outside during the baptism (I'm sorry ... was going to burst ... little Sophia Rose survived) while I was on a wild dungeon-door-to-the-other-bathroom chase.
As a little dessert for the great I also remembered to take my B vitamin that will give me super powers and energy ... one entire time.
It was pretty much a 10 star weekend sandwiched by two .5 star weeks. Bra to the vo.
Joowea is STYLIN' in her skinny jeans, chambray shirt, and mid-calf booties. Suri would be jeally.
ReplyDelete'oxford and sons'- i died.
ReplyDeleteand i know i say this in every comment ever ever... but julia's boots are killing me. i'm so ashamed that her style is 10 million times more sophisticated than mine.
uummmm, I want Julia's outfit in my size. So adorable.
ReplyDeletei like j's outfit-down to the rolled cham sleeves.
ReplyDeletebash seems skeptical of goats-probably best.
Our tiny country church has no bathroom. You must venture across the road to the old gymnasium that smells of asbestos and mold, where you can use the facilities behind the super private shower curtain.
ReplyDeleteGlad the clothes are such a hit!! Asher is growing at an alarming pace, so Sebastian may maintain his fashion lead on Julia...although I'm totally channeling and stealing her outfit this week...stay tuned.
ReplyDeleteAnd YES to sitters and grownup nights out - I need one of those badly...considering I'd kill for a night at the movies even...it's been 2 years.
PS My dad was a Neil Diamond fan...hence my name. Then I married into *quite by accident * a family of Neil Diamond fanatics. Lawdy.
ReplyDeleteI definitely wore Julia's outfit two days ago... and I am dying to go to a pumpkin farm. It's been so long!
ReplyDeleteYAY for fantastic weekends!!! It sounds like it was a lovely one for sure! :o)
ReplyDeleteBTW - Julia is such a fashionista! Does she sell a maternity line? I could use it!
I noticed the goats had a sign in their pen that said "Don't Feed the Bashers."
ReplyDeleteUmm would you be totally weirded out if I pinned Julia's outfit?? Seriously thinking about it.
ReplyDeleteThe Sebash captions killed me. Killed.
ReplyDeleteI love Julia's boots, jeggings, and jean top! She is so stylish :)
ReplyDeleteI feel like such a dork being the 900th person to say this but en serio, Julia is killin' it in that last pic! must. have. outfit.
ReplyDeleteOhhhhh, I love me a good wedding!
ReplyDeleteAnd obviously I have to comment on Julia's outfit. It is a requirement. Outrageously adorable!!
Aaaand I definitely need new glasses because for a second it looked like Simon had pierced his ears Vanilla Ice style.
What a nice weekend. Just have Simon quit this whole medicine thing and teach biology and you could have weekends like that every time!
ReplyDeleteI am going to jump on the bandwagon and say Julia is killing it in that last picture. Where did you find the chambray and the booties? Too cute!
ReplyDeleteha!
DeleteHer boots are from Gap but I found them on eBay and her shirt is from Target boys but I found it at Goodwill.
Aw! Some of my favorite pictures in all of Camp Patton....
ReplyDeleteWhich B-vits are you taking, and are they helping? Yay for fun fall weekends!
ReplyDeletehi Kat! I'm taking the Nature Made Super B Complex ... since I'm sleeping very little I can tell a HUGE difference in my energy levels .... and I am generally a vitamin nonbeliever.
DeleteMy husband is in a surgery residency, I feel your pain! It's so nice when he actually has a weekend off. I am loving your little girls outfit in the last pic.
ReplyDeleteJen from sewfabulous-now.blogspot.com
She's in cow boots?!?!?! Gah, I love her clothes.
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