Friday was our 5th anniversary - 5 wonderful years and 2 wonderful children. You can't just celebrate that one day - so we celebrated all weekend. Friday night we went out to eat (with the boys) to start our celebration with good quality time. On the way home, we rented a movie then put the boys to bed and watched a movie together for the first time in a long time without the boys. That was great - the movie was pretty good, too, The Bounty Hunter.
Saturday morning we lazed around then went to pick up lunches to deliver to the Habitat for Humanity build that Lexmark is sponsoring. The off to get my haircut before going to Aunt Eileen's house for a few hours yard saling (during which time, we made more money with only 5 items in that sale than we made in the yard sale at our house a few weeks ago in which we had 20 pairs of shoes, mass amounts of clothing and several other items). The boys got some quality time running around then Ethan got some quality learning time helping Jonah with the lemonade stand while Alex napped. Then homeward bound with a short stop for ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery where we were treated to ice cream by the employee whose paycheck Steve & the boys had found lying on the ground when they were feeding the ducks on Friday. That's right, being a good samaritan and returning the guy's paycheck and he rewarded the whole family. Steve tried to pay (I mean, the guy was a college student and we knew how much his check was, not much) but he said no and then rang us up and paid the bill himself. Class act really. I was impressed. After dessert, we got dinner and headed home (well, I told you we celebrated all weekend - Saturday's celebration was in the form of dessert first, dinner later).
However, that dessert first dinner later thing haunted me a bit as I went to bed with a slight stomach ache but thankfully the boys slept in a bit Sunday. That, of course, meant we didn't quite make it to church. Steve then had a great idea. "Want to take a ride?" "Where?" "Well, I've never been to Lake Cumberland." "OK, let's go." Yeah, lots of planning goes into our adventures. I was confused though when Steve gave the boys baths first and yelled down to me to get underwear for Ethan. I asked why when he could just put on his swimming trunks. Going to the lake to me means going swimming. Apparently, Steve just meant to go take a ride to the lake and come home - no, thank you - let's swim instead. Alex has my mindset on it.
We had, of course, told the boys we were going to play in the water. We found a place to swim and got suited up (aka lifejackets on) much to Alex's chagrin as he wanted in the water right then and had no time to wait for a life jacket. Poor kid, we won out on that one. This spot wasn't ideal though as the rocks were pretty harsh as the waves from passing boats rocked us into them so we decided to find another spot. To say Alex wasn't thrilled is an understatement. We assured him though that we would find a better spot and play some more and he calmed down. We went around the lake about 30 minutes really to a better spot and found the dock but no place to get out there so started to pull away and you'd have thought I took Alex's favorite blankie and paci and sippy all at once at bedtime - he FREAKED. Steve then told him if he didn't stop, we were going home. He empathically said "uh-uh!" and then started saying "NO NO, BAD BOY, Bad, Bad, Bad, No NO!" Ethan then told him, "Owix, you betta hush or we have to go home. We can pway if you stop" and oddly, Alex mellowed out a little. Long enough for us to make it around the corner to a perfect spot to swim. This time Alex couldn't wait to get his life jacket on as he knew the quicker he did, the quicker he'd get in the water. My favorite part of this was when Steve, Alex & I were in the water and Alex was saying "Mon" (as in "come on") to Ethan telling him to get in with us. While Alex loves the water and everything about it, his brother isn't so sold. When he realied though that he could walk about 10 feet out and still only be at his knees, he, too, warmed up. Not enough for me to take him any further though as each time I tried he whigged, Alex laughed and Ethan went back to shore. Oh well, at least we have one water baby. When it was time to go though, this water baby had a total meltdown. I conned (aka - lied to) Alex to get him to come to me in the van so I could strip him and diaper & change him. He then pouted and didn't talk to me for a while on the way home. We've promised him more water fun at the end of the month and promised Ethan he can play in the sand at the water's edge as much as he wants (at the beach of course) and both have been appeased for the time being.
We really had a wonderful weekend. Quality family time all weekend - no chores of any kind. That, of course, meant that Steve did lots of work at home today so thank you, honey, for playing catch up today while I was work so I didn't have to help when I got home :)
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