A Long and Eventful Week
~ On Friday the 1st, we hosted a 'Romantic Rook' party at our house for some friends from church. Andy and Julie Schultz, Brian and Paula Miller, Leonard and Krista Collins, and Ben and Beth Fleming participated. After some Papa John's (it doesn't get better than that!), we settled down to business. Amazingly, Nathan and I won in the end (at 1:00 a.m.- ugh!) Leonard and Krista were in 2nd place, and probably would have won if they hadn't had such ghastly deals.
We had lots of yummy junk food and tons of fun!
~Nathan, Kathryn and Alex have all taken their turn at being sick. I'm sick of them being sick. Toddlers and infants are NOT good patients! Anyways, Alex was the last one to succumb, and hopefully he'll be well soon. Nathan's priority has been keeping ME well, as I am the "Primary Caregiver."
~Alex cut his first tooth on Sunday, the 3rd. He's also decided to sit up and play now. Sorry for the bad lighting on the pic, but you can at least see how happy he is to be playing like this now.
~Met baby Alivia- so much hair! And soooo sweet!
~A few more fine lines began this week on Wednesday. Maybe even a few gray hairs. We had the lady across the street over for lunch. She brought her 4 year old son. He's a little-bitty guy, hardly any bigger than Kathryn. They went outside in the fenced backyard to play. We checked on them frequently (every 3-5 minutes). About 3 minutes after my last check, I gave a glance outside: nobody anywhere. I went out back and looked around. The gates were still closed. Then I saw blond pigtails bobbing across the street. All we can figure is he managed to open and close the gate (his mom said later he could do that), they crossed the street (be still, my pounding heart) and she WAS JUMPING ON THEIR POOL TARP! Dear Lord! We ran across the road, Alex in tow, and rescued my fearless explorer. She was pretty wet, as it was beginning to collapse on one side. She thought it was a trampoline. The owner had drained off a ton of rainwater that morning, or she probably would have drowned before we got there. Pray for mommy as I've been traumatized and for Kathryn, that some commonsense and fear would stick in her little brain!