Last week we went to Harrison Hot Springs for a few days with my parents and brother, Izak. It came at a perfect time, as we’ve been busy around here and sometimes it is hard to wind down. Maggie was very excited to go on vacation and was even more excited to find out that there were ‘swimming pools’ right out of her front door. To go swimming multiple times a day is about as good as it can get when you’re 3 years old, especially if you’ve got an uncle, grandparents and parents to play with.
She was pretty pumped and even though she doesn’t know how to swim yet this is what she looked like most of the time we were there:
Audrey, on the other hand, showed her excitement for the water by falling asleep in my mom’s arms….in the pool! As my dad said, that must mean that they’ve got the temperature right! The time that Audrey was in the water, and awake, she was all smiles and happy.
I tried to force a few pictures of the girls one afternoon, when Maggie wasn’t wearing her massive robe and suit, and Audrey wasn’t having it. Sometimes that’s just how it goes….Maggie is the sweetest big sister and is patient with Audrey when she’s screaming. Maybe because she knew that shortly after we snapped these, we’d be heading to the pool!
Remember what Maggie looks like while soaking in the warm water? All smiles:
Tonight Barry and I finally sat down and looked at each other and wondered where our weekend had gone . We have had a fablous weekend, but it went by all to quickly. Since Audrey was born, we’ve been pretty low key and staying close to home. This was the first weekend that we ran a ton of errands and went up to The Valley for a day trip. Kannon turned one and we went up to MV to help celebrate. It’d been a while since we’d seen many of our friends and it was fun to have everyone together.
The theme of the party was baseball with an antique feel, I’m not on Pinterest, but it had a very Pintrest feeling to it. Joey’s house is filled with family photos, crafts and things that she has embellished, which I found to be very inspiring. I might take a ton of photos, but I fail to print with frequency and our walls are bare in some rooms….it’s kind of embarrasing. I am now determined to get some more images from our life hanging in our home.
The invitation asked us to wear our favorite jersey and I searched high and low for some of Barry’s old baseball uniforms, but came up empty-handed. (Okay, I didn’t search, but it would have been fun to show up in something of his from his high school or college days. I also wish that I had a jersey for him that said #1 Dad.) Bahl seemed to be the ONLY person that actually followed through on wearing anything jersey or sports team related. He showed up in a Starter jacket from the year 1992.
[Side note: When I was in 6th grade I had a boyfriend, William, that had a Starter jacket. At recess he’d take it off and drop it off on the ground by the bars. I’d pick it up and wear it for the duration of the recess and when the bell rang I’d drop it on the ground for him to pick up to take back inside. We never, ever spoke at recess, let alone at school, but I’d wear his jacket during recess to prove that he indeed was my boyfriend. I broke up with him because he wanted to take me to the movies and I heard that he wanted to kiss me. Gross. ]
Cookie Monster
Bahl is one of those people that loves a good joke and might not admit it, but has a sentimental side. So as I ribbed him about the outdated jacket, he informed me that it was his grandpa’s, which I found somewhat touching. For a while the party felt somewhat segregated, with the men talking in one corner and the women in the other. It almost felt like middle school, except for the fact that we’re all married, kids were running wild between us, and our friendships are rock solid, unlike those teetering in middle school. Eventually the guys and girls melded together and we talked of Bahl and Allison’s upcoming wedding, the shared summer vacation plans, and why Barry doesn’t have a beard.
Audrey & Grandpa M.
To say that we didn’t have ample opportunity to accompany Bahl in his jersey-wearing atire, would be a lie. We had a chance to stop by Greg and Linda’s before the party and Greg informed us that he had some old shirts that have Barry’s high school roster on it. I would have loved to rock that shirt, but I’m certain I would have looked like a round potato…umm, no thank you!
While we were visiting, it took Maggie about two shakes to get Linda to play Dollies with her. It is so fun to be an observer and watching Mags be creative with other people. The characters are almost always the same, but the story lines change.
Maggie playing dollies with Nana
Barry’s dad has been working hard to restore Barry’s Nova and every time we go up there, there is a new, major change to the car. Both Barry and Greg love that car, so it is funny to hear them talk shop. I’m a total lame-brain when it comes to cars, at least when it comes to makes and models. Thanks to my dad, I do know how to do a few things here and there.
Maggie headed outside with Barry and his dad to check out the latest improvements and it wasn’t long before I heard the rumble of a loud engine. About two minutes later Maggie came back inside and announced that the car was too loud. Pretty funny. I’m betting she decided that she’d rather play Dollies than look at a car.
[Side note: While we were all in the living room, Greg wandered into the room holding Audrey with a MASSIVE cookie propped on her tummy. I guess the cookie wasn’t all that massive, since she’s pretty tiny, but it looked massive. For the record, I’m pretty sure that was her first cookie….and if it wasn’t Brian that would ‘give’ it to her, it’d have to be Greggers.]
Maggie & Nana play magnet dollies
Before we ran errands today, we went downtown Edmonds and walked around. Sadly, the weather was really nice yesterday, but we spent most of the day either driving or inside. I was a bit bummed to discover that today wasn’t nearly as nice, but we still bundled up and headed out. Audrey is a rock star as long as she’s being held and slept though the entire walk. In fact, I’m not sure she even noticed she was put into a snowsuit…
We also went shopping so I could get some new tennis shoes since the ones that I have are practically as old as Bahl’s Starter jacket. While we were there, Barry oogled over the whiffle ball bats. I tell you, that man loves gear of all shapes and sizes. If there was a magazine simply titled “GEAR” and it was only gear reviews, he’d subscribe. Scratch that. He’d probably want to be the Editor of the entire magizine. There is something disgustingly cute, however, about my husband carrying an infant, looking at whiffle ball bats and talking to an almost 3 year old about how to swing a bat.
Not to worry, I got my new shoes and the whiffle bat was left at the store….only because he needs to do some ‘research’ to determine which is best. I’m hoping that we can get together a group of people once the weather changes and play a game or two of Whiffle Ball, with the best bat, of course.
I only hope when it does happen that Bahl wears his jacket.
