Memorial Day, and More

I think for the first time in forever, our family actually had a three day weekend. (Do people really have these things all the time???) Billy would have worked if he could, but no one is really interested in meetings on a holiday, so he was forced to take a day off. My mom also ended up with tickets for a local baseball game on Sunday, and we thought it would be fun to take the kids.

As you can see, it was a big hit. They had cotton candy, someone at the game was handing out bats, so all 3 of them now have bats, (although I'm not sure who thought giving a 40 pound baby a bat was a good idea?) they got to meet the mascot, and no one rolled down the stadium steps. (It was a concern...especially for Tirzah who has been known to trip over her own feet.) They even got some fun hangout time with an auntie and her boyfriend, who did a great job helping keep them contained during the game.

Along with the baseball game we had a cookout, where the kids were sure to pick up plenty of ticks (gagging) and wear themselves out. It was a much nicer day, however, than the last Memorial Day - which we spent home, and then later in the ER and hospital, with a baby who had just been dog-bitten. Thankfully there was no biting going on this Memorial Day. Here's the big tough guy's scar, one year later:

It's also crazy to think that this time next year, we will have another almost-one-year old kiddo to keep an eye on. I'm trying to just enjoy these last few weeks without the round the clock feedings, and round the clock not sleeping, even though I'm so ready to meet this kid and be done with all the aches and pains. I think the more pregnant I get, the grumpier I get...and the fewer weeks to go until she's here, the less patience I have for pretty much anything. Like really...everyone/everything is so annoying right now. *Sorry...not sure where that came from, but I have a few more weeks worth of blaming hormones so I'll just go with that.* That is another thing I'll miss when she's here...that I can blame all kinds of things on being pregnant.

Speaking of annoying...Jericho is currently using every wipe in the house for random things like wiping off siblings and random pieces of furniture that aren't even dirty. So I should go waddle off to take care of that. Or maybe I'll just go hide in the pantry and eat a Fudge Round. Hope that everyone was able to enjoy the holiday!