"Raising a kid is part joy and part guerrilla warfare."
~Ed Asner

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

OUR WEEKEND

Izzy and I went to Mt. Pleasant for the weekend to visit my sister Grace who attends CMU.  Izzy sang the whole trip, all two and half hours.  She didn't sing at the top of her lungs, but it was definitely louder than an inside voice.  Izzy didn't have a big lunch so by the time we settled in with Grace and went out for dinner, she was starving, and so was I.  We found an Applebees and Izzy was so excited for food.  She was being a trooper but you could tell she couldn't wait much longer.  When the server brought her orange juice she took a big gulp and said, "Feel better Momma."  While she was waiting for her grilled cheese, Izzy discovered ranch dressing.  Her Uncle JoJo would be so proud.  She started out by dipping her fingers in the dressing, but when her meal came she switched to dipping her french fries in it.  

On Saturday we went to Uncle John's Apple Orchard and Izzy made some new friends, one of which was a little boy named Blake.  We walked through the biggest pumpkin patch I've ever seen, had cider and doughnuts, and did some wine tasting (except for Izzy of course).  That night Grace's boyfriend, Trevor, made us some delicious shells filled with glorious cheese and he made Izzy macaroni and cheese.  We turned the living room into a pumpkin art extravaganza.  Izzy had no interest going near the pumpkins when they were being gutted but she enjoyed watching everyone carve their masterpieces.  She also enjoyed serenading everyone by singing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' over and over and over and over again.  

On Sunday, we pretty much just chilled and watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.  Izzy's schedule was off so she woke up around 5:30 in the morning.  I was so so tired.  We headed home Sunday afternoon and Izzy was so excited to see Noah.  He stayed with my mother-in-law.  When we got to her house he had just woken up from his nap and was still in his pack 'n play.  Izzy walked in the room and he about flew through the roof.  They were so excited to see each other.

They were in bed by 7:30 exhausted from their long, fun-filled weekend:) 

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