Anyone else exhausted after the "weekend?" Ours started on Friday, with Ryan off of work. After a recheck of Wesley's breathing (he is all better) in the morning, we dropped both boys off at day care (Wesley's last day) and went out for a leisurely breakfast before we went to look at cars. We had brainstormed "things that are hard to do with kids" and then did them all on Friday. We had the breakfast and car shopping and then during "independent time" Ryan chose to finish organizing the garage and I chose sitting at my desk staring blankly at a spot on the wall for at least thirty minutes before I gave up and took a nap. Wesley's bronchiolitis diagnosis and subsequent breathing treatments and chest x-ray really threw me for a loop. Even though it wasn't that big of a deal according to Dr. Google, I've never seen Pediatrician Man look so concerned. At any rate, he's better now and this could either never happen again or it could happen next time he gets a cold or allergies or he could get asthma. Fun!
Anyway, we went car shopping. Armed with EPA fuel economy data, we had selected a number of cantidates in the small SUV/station wagon class. I drove a Ford Escape, which I liked. I sat in a Ford Focus wagon which I DID NOT like. I drove a Mazda 6 which I loved. I sat in a RAV4 which I tried to make out with. Ryan learned that I was willing to pay $7000 more for the RAV4 because it had an iPod port cleverly hidden in the center console, the only practical difference between it and the Escape. On the way home from school, totally unprompted, Charlie pointed at a pretty silver RAV4 and said "I wike dat car!" So I think the decision has been made, don't you?
Saturday night we attended the Easter vigil at my sister's church, where they were baptizing my niece. It started at 8:00 and was supposed to be two hours long. I was nervous about Charlie's behavior, since the service started after his bedtime, but he just fell asleep curled up in my lap shortly after it started (I think it was the cantor) and when he woke up more than an hour later he was groggy and out of it and happy to sit cuddled up with Ryan for the rest of the time. Wesley was asleep at the beginning but loved looking at all the candles when he woke up. I was amazed by their good behavior! We got home at 11:00, put both boys to bed, then had to create Easter Bunny magic before we could go to bed ourselves.
Totally worth the exhaustion to hear Charlie exclaim "Bunny Rabbit brought me bubbles!!" Not fun and exciting? We ran out of coffee. RAN OUT. As in, there was NONE. I found another can in the pantry with a little left in it but when I noticed it didn't smell like anything I found that it had expired in 2007. That was THREE HOUSES AGO. Thank you Sonic for being open on Easter, is all I have to say.
What I didn't know is that the Easter Bunny would come to visit ME too!
And finally, my favorite of the twenty thousand pictures I took of the boys in their coordinating shirts, khaki pants, and hats at church:
And you know I really have no idea what I just wrote because today is Wesley's first day of "homeschooling." He is out of daycare (Charlie is going to go down to two days a week, he loves, LOVES it, cries when we go home, etc, so I didn't want to take it away just yet) for good now. This will be the first time I have ever stayed at home full time since Charlie was born. Better go dust off the heels and pearls.