Well, the over-nighter went off w/out a hitch! We headed out Saturday morning and dropped Nick off at my parents. He loves going there and had a huge grin on his face the moment we pulled into the driveway. We got a very distracted goodbye. He apparently asked about us a couple of times, and for some reason my mom told him that we went to Walmart. The whole time. I was torn b/t laughing hysterically and asking her what in the world she was thinking. Seems it was enough to placate him though.
Scott and I lost no time getting out of there. Guess my mom was anxious to get rid of us too, as there was no offer of lunch. This coming from a woman who will ask you an hour after Thanksgiving dinner if you're hungry.
On our way back up , Scott suggested we do least 10 "fun" things. We redefined the word. Let me quickly outline...
* Ate Corn Nuts and drank Big Red. I'll let you guess which one of us considered this a "fun" activity.
* We had a leisurely lunch at Pesto Cafe. Yum!
* Was going to watch a movie, but nothing good was showing. Instead we curled up on the couch after lunch and watched a rental. Pineapple Express. Weird, but funny.
* Had afternoon snack at Cold Stone Creamery
* Took a short nap
* Had drinks at the Aloft bar
* Ate dinner at Bonefish Grill
* Turned in early (it's fun when it's a choice)
* Slept in
* Read the paper in bed (this is impossible w/ Nick)
Rock stars got nothing on us. We left Sunday afternoon to pick Nick up and to hang out w/ my family for a couple of hours. Nick gave us a big grin when we arrived, but was too busy bossing his uncles around to pay much attention to us. We probably could have left him there a few more days. But we missed him too much. We spent a good portion of our free time talking about our little man and how much he makes us laugh. We missed his constant jabbering and singing. The house was lonely w/out him, especially by Sunday morning. We are glad to have him back.
A big thanks to my family for taking him this weekend. It was nice being able to recharge and relax, knowing he was in good hands.
Scott and I lost no time getting out of there. Guess my mom was anxious to get rid of us too, as there was no offer of lunch. This coming from a woman who will ask you an hour after Thanksgiving dinner if you're hungry.
On our way back up , Scott suggested we do least 10 "fun" things. We redefined the word. Let me quickly outline...
* Ate Corn Nuts and drank Big Red. I'll let you guess which one of us considered this a "fun" activity.
* We had a leisurely lunch at Pesto Cafe. Yum!
* Was going to watch a movie, but nothing good was showing. Instead we curled up on the couch after lunch and watched a rental. Pineapple Express. Weird, but funny.
* Had afternoon snack at Cold Stone Creamery
* Took a short nap
* Had drinks at the Aloft bar
* Ate dinner at Bonefish Grill
* Turned in early (it's fun when it's a choice)
* Slept in
* Read the paper in bed (this is impossible w/ Nick)
Rock stars got nothing on us. We left Sunday afternoon to pick Nick up and to hang out w/ my family for a couple of hours. Nick gave us a big grin when we arrived, but was too busy bossing his uncles around to pay much attention to us. We probably could have left him there a few more days. But we missed him too much. We spent a good portion of our free time talking about our little man and how much he makes us laugh. We missed his constant jabbering and singing. The house was lonely w/out him, especially by Sunday morning. We are glad to have him back.
A big thanks to my family for taking him this weekend. It was nice being able to recharge and relax, knowing he was in good hands.
A picture of our little thug
3 comments:
Makes me wanna go on a date with my hubby. Glad you had a good time.
loved the gory details of your nick-less weekend. funny how the little boogers seem to dominate your conversations even when they're absent!
sounds like you guys had a great time, thanks for sharing!
How funny. I don't know why you have to re-define fun....I know it's fun...that's what John and I do all the time. We are rock stars!
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