Lucy and I went to Boston this weekend for my mom’s retirement party. We gave her a nice surprise and got to meet all of the readers of this blog. Turns out my moms friends get guilty pleasure out of reading about my children’s anatomy lessons. Anyway, I love my readers, and we’ll see how well I do on this post.
I was a little scared to travel with just me and the baby. When I first got on the plane a man sat down next to me and said. “I’m used to babies. My wife and I have 11 children.” Unfortunately for the rest of this story, but fortunately for my sanity on the flight, the man across the aisle from me offered to switch seats because he had an empty middle seat. So Lucy had a place to bounce up and down but I never got to find out what led this man to having 11 children.
I planned to come in Saturday night and go over to my parents house for dinner. But then Friday Sammy called to let me know that my mom and dad had dinner plans. Fortunately I arrived late enough that I only had to wait around for 30 minutes or so. Then the rest of the night we spent hanging up photos and helping to clean. I wasn’t much help because I had to look after Lucy. Cleaning is always fun with my parents because it can be hard for them to part with items. Here is an example of a 41 year old piece of paper that we came across and decided we could make good use of at the party.
I have a very modern strategy for such treasures. Take a picture of them and then put them on your blog. After this, you can throw them away with no guilt or attachment anxiety.
And here is uncle Sammy and Lucy.
We stayed at Sammy’s house which was fun for Lucy until she found out that she had a new competitor, Phasil. I woke up and handed Sammy the baby and before going to the bathroom in the morning. All of a sudden I heard Lucy crying. So I came up out to see what Sammy was doing to her and there she was staring angrily at his cat. I guess when you are the size of Lucy a housecat is kind of the size of a tiger. Especially if you have never really seen a cat before.
After the second night with the cat Lucy started to pretend she was a cat. She kept crawling into the kitchen and grabbing at morsels from the catfood bowl. I would have take a picture, but each time it happened I decided it was more important to prevent the catfood from going into her mouth rather than getting the cuteness on the camera.
When we left for the party, Lucy got to see another first … the snow! It began to snow on Sunday. I took Lucy out to check it out but it was hardly as interesting or scary as the cat.
The party was a blast. We got to see mom’s friends and i got to eat 3 pieces of chocolate cake. Here are some party pics.
Matt and the girls:
And last but not least, here is the happy retiree:
Then as quickly as I left today I came home. I surprised Leo by picking him up at school. Ellie pointed and said, “Leo, your mom is here.” All the kids know all the parents. Every time I go to get Leo some kid is telling Leo his mom is here. Then it was back to usual. We took the kids home. Fed them dinner. It was Lucy’s favorite, steak. She sucked down hers and then Leo’s which he didnt want to eat. And then bath time. Bathtime has too much splashing and horsing around. And there was a blog moment there (you guys suckered me into this). In the splashing chaos, Leo jumped over Lucy. She fell over and swallowed some water. So when I check on the scene Caleb is holding a wet coughing Lucy and patting her back. And Leo is running around on the tub with a green plastic cup on his privates shouting “check out my nuts.”
Home sweet home.