(Cora eating ice cream that matches her shirt is my idea of perfection.)
It's Saturday morning and the fall rain has gifted me some time to blog by postponing our family pictures and tricking the girls into thinking the sun is still asleep, so they should be too. Our dog woke me up at 4:45 on my one day to sleep in and I have spent the last two hours listening to my audio book and doing laundry- obviously living it up.
We returned from vacation in full force with school and dance and swim lessons and small group. Well, mostly full force, with a tad bit of sleep deprivation from an apparently traumatized Mira waking up at approximately 2:45 am for 5 days in a row screaming, "MOMMY LEFT ME!!" at the top of her lungs.
I suppose I should thank my lucky stars that she doesn't know I left her for Disney? Or maybe ask why she isn't crying about Daddy, Ina, or Cora leaving her? Why is it my fault?
All kidding aside, I feel horrible, and she knows it, and only uses my guilt to her advantage.
Me: I love you Mira.
Mira: No you don't, Nonnie does. (Nonnie kept her while we were gone.)
The first day after we came back I dared to go grocery shopping without her and when I returned she stopped playing and surprisingly screamed, "Mommy! You came back!"
So, this is what I have been repeating to her 24/7: mommy always comes back. This is necessary because I am leaving again tomorrow for a 5 day pharmacometrics conference in Orlando. I'll admit, the proximity of the two trips was poor planning on my part.
You better believe she will be getting a lot of extra baby cuddles today.
It is particularly hard to believe we are back from vacation because of all the fun things we have been able to do this week.
Last Saturday morning we went to Gibson's 5th birthday party to paint pumpkins and eat donuts. (I find it very hard to believe he is five. I still have a vivid memory of going on a run with Danielle and discussing the possibility of her having another child. Now that child is in kindergarten.)
We left the party early to head to Rondez Vous, Dan's dad's camping/dutch oven cooking extravaganza, which still holds the record for being my favorite eating day of the year.
I am fairly certain Cora had four servings of peach cobbler and Mira, who couldn't be bothered with utensils, was eating beef roast from my plate by the fistful.
If you are wondering if my jeans fit after six days of cruise eating and coming home to this, you are not alone. Miraculously, they are holding on by a thread.
After enjoying the delicious food we sat in camping chairs and talked while the sun was going down.
The next day we went to church and then to Grandma Frankie's family reunion.
We don't get to see these lovely people often, but every time we do I am reminded how absolutely amazing they are. They aren't biologically related to Dan, but have always and continue to accept him into their family with open arms.
Cora mostly played at the park, Ina mostly climbed trees, and Mira mostly scowled at anyone who dared to tell her she looked cute.
(Exhausted, after being awake since 3 AM.)
The week ahead was difficult, as Nonnie had the week off from helping me with the girls and I quickly remembered just how much I need her in order to stay sane. Sleep deprivation combined with less help and playing vacation catch up made for an incredibly difficult week and I was so happy when it drew to an end.
On Thursday Ina and I were able to sneak away to the homecoming parade to watch Logan (our neighbor/friend/Brooke's son), who won Homecoming!
All the candy Ina caught was icing on the cake.
Today we have family pictures, our friend Brad's 40th birthday party, and then me packing all the bags (suitcase! backpacks! dance bags! swim stuff!) and prepping all of things (food/clothes/detailed instruction lists that I am fairly certain on one will read) for my family to function without me for five days.
Pray for us.
I haven't spent a whole lot of time in the kitchen since returning from vacation, but I can recommend:
- This taco soup.
- This pork ragu. Always.
Have a great weekend! <3