When I say "whirlwind" I truly mean it. I cannot even begin to sum up the activities in one little post.
That is one whole post in itself.
Over the course of 3 days, we swam, rolled down Lea Ann's enormous backyard hill, ate delicious food prepared for us each day, saw the fireworks on the 4th at our nation's capital, nearly got trampled to death in our nation's capital, made fantastic wonderful memories in our nation's capital, and for the second time....nearly got trampled to death in our nation's capital, slept in on the Saturday after all the trampling, went to an Orioles game, and of course drove in a little D.C. traffic.
I have so many pictures! So many stories! So much hilarity and high jinks!
But I am kinda sleepy and I am still trying to drain the extra testosterone from my son's veins. After spending the afternoon with Jen's boys and then three days with Lea Ann's boys, my guy is convinced there is far too little wrestling in this home.
Oh, to see his little eyes light up when he saw those older boys take hold of each other in a head lock.
Precious.
Here is a sneak peek of our long weekend.
At the D.C. Metro Station after the fireworks
But, here's a glimpse....
We met Jen from Peace in the Pandemonium! I have enjoyed getting to know her through the blawgs and it was an even greater blessing to talk over the phone and then meet in person. She came to Lea Ann's neighborhood pool and our kids hit it off right away.
I need to update my links to include a couple of wonderful new blogs that I've been reading (for quite a while) to include hers and several others. .
I need to update my links to include a couple of wonderful new blogs that I've been reading (for quite a while) to include hers and several others. .
Jen's family? Precious! And get this.....They live in the same little town in Maryland where my Lea Ann lives! Crazy!
That is one whole post in itself.
Over the course of 3 days, we swam, rolled down Lea Ann's enormous backyard hill, ate delicious food prepared for us each day, saw the fireworks on the 4th at our nation's capital, nearly got trampled to death in our nation's capital, made fantastic wonderful memories in our nation's capital, and for the second time....nearly got trampled to death in our nation's capital, slept in on the Saturday after all the trampling, went to an Orioles game, and of course drove in a little D.C. traffic.
I have so many pictures! So many stories! So much hilarity and high jinks!
But I am kinda sleepy and I am still trying to drain the extra testosterone from my son's veins. After spending the afternoon with Jen's boys and then three days with Lea Ann's boys, my guy is convinced there is far too little wrestling in this home.
Oh, to see his little eyes light up when he saw those older boys take hold of each other in a head lock.
Precious.
Here is a sneak peek of our long weekend.
Hill Rolling
Note: Hill rolling after the age of 30 could cause brain hemorrhage and/or bladder rupture. Thank you Jesus that you spared me from both.....this time.
The Boys...my boy, Lea Ann's boys, and Jen's boys
Note: I never asked the boys to flex. Apparently, when a boy sees a camera, there is an inexplicable need to pose. I am learning these things.
On the D.C. Metro headed to the Mall
Note: I should have sat right here in my seat and then several hours later I could have sold it for top dollar when all the crazies tried to board at the exact same time.
At the D.C. Metro Station after the fireworks
Note: This picture does not begin to do justice to the mayhem that was taking place here. There were several moments where I was prepared to go ninja on somebody if they got any closer to my baby. Lucky for them, I held off on the kicking and punching. Too bad I can't say the same for everybody that night. I will write more about this later.
And yes. It smells as bad as it looks.
And yes. It smells as bad as it looks.
The Mall
Orioles Game
Note: If you are a "whistler" and you have been honing your skills and waiting to perform your special talent at the next professional baseball game and you just happen to sit right behind a family with a 5-month old baby, could you keep the WHISTLING to a minimum....say 25-50 times per game? Could you deny yourself the pleasure of WHISTLING 500 times in the course of one game??? Could you??? Please?
His first game
More later!
2 comments:
My kiddos are still talking about our wonderful afternoon! What fun! God is so good to bring complete strangers together through this thing we call the internet! We had a blast! Hope to see you next time you are in town.
And thank you for NOT posting the swimsuit pic of the moms! Whew!!
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