Last weekend was spent at my parents' house. So fun, as usual. But we actually worked hard, not the usual. :) We joined the party Saturday afternoon and set to work helping clear furniture and storage from my parents' basement so that the rooms can be finished. It took a couple truck loads as we waited for breaks in the rain and eventually we filled their new storage unit with our adult-sized Tetris-master magic. Spent from our effort (mostly Husband's, Dad's and Brother's effort), we settled down for a pizza picnic on the living room floor with the kids. Sunday was spent at church, playing at Grammy's and heading home for another busy week.
On Wednesday, Husband and I went on a date (mostly running errands with a quick dinner), while Grandma played with the girls. The girls had SO much fun, shouting at me if I tried to peek at their project. They baked and decorated cupcakes to enter into the fair. They also picked vegetables from the garden that they helped plant and tend this summer.
So on Thursday, we picked up Daddy after work and went to the fair to see the displays. The girls loved the wedding displays and then made a beeline to the baked goods to find their cupcakes. Much to our surprise and delight, they won! (they were really cute! decorated like giant round suckers, complete with sticks and ribbons) Their veggies also earned ribbons that we admired before wandering the quilts and other projects. We ventured over to see the pigs which were noisily being paraded and judged next door. The girls were excited and begged to go see them. But as we go close, Ladybug freaked out, climbing up me and clinging to me in a panic. I suspect she thought they would be little and cute like at the Baby Animal Days. But these pigs were enormous. Butterfly scampered around though, finding a friend who proudly introduced us to her pigs and let her pet them.
Then, at the pleaded of our adorable children, we headed for the carnival. We bought a handful of tickets and let them take turns picking the rides. They dashed first to the giant slide, bravely climbed the stairs and rode down squealing and giggling. Next was the carousel, now joined by a very happy Lovely. The girls rode the giant bees and lastly, the boats. It took some convincing but soon we left for a quick dinner and eventually, bedtime.
Last night, we could hear the rodeo but we skipped it in favor of playing at a friend's house. We grilled sausages and hotdogs, the kids jumped on the trampoline, we toured their new beautiful home, built a campfire for s'mores and generally had a wonderful evening, letting our kids run and play in the warm evening, watching the breath taking sunset colors dance across the mountains. The only mishap was when Lovely tumbled off the trampoline, down the pile of bricks and onto the ground. She cried and clung to me for a few minutes and eventually recovered enough to run off again, heedless of the fresh road rash on her face and legs. And then as we said goodbye, my Ladybug grabbed their youngest son, nearly dipping him backwards and she planted a long kiss on his mouth, released him abruptly and ran for the car. Like the other adults, I blinked, stood speechless and eventually shrugged and laughed. (and secretly fear her teenage years).
Today was a honey-do, run errands kind of Saturday. Husband and I took turns at the gym, we visited our nearly ready house, pointing out the few lasts tasks to finish, went bargain hunting at yard sales and played with our girls. (we did great at the sales! a fisher price carnival set, dressup princess dresses, a toy train, kid ski pants) A quiet (but short) afternoon and plans to go boating with friends tonight and attend our new ward tomorrow!
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