We made the best out of every single moment we had together this past weekend! I seriously love this family of mine. On Friday night, we went to Taylor’s school for a pajama party. They had a viewing of the movie, Trolls. They served pizza, popcorn, and juice. All of the kids left with a plastic Trolls cup filled to the brim with goodies. The kids thought it was so much fun, and I have to say, it was a pretty great event! While Joseph mostly hung out next to me, watching the movie, Jackson went wherever his big sister went. Every move she made, every position she laid in to watch the movie, every friend she went to say hello to – he did the same. He’s like her shadow and it is so amazingly cute to see. Taylor was very gracious about it and included him into her circle of school friends. This girl makes me so proud.

 

Saturday morning started off with a fantastic visit to the dentist for all three kids (aside from the fact that it was $700+. Ouch.)  It’s always very daunting to take them all to an appointment like that, but they were super well behaved! We were complimented on their cuteness, their dental hygiene, and their good behavior and manners, which always makes me feel good.

Since the kids did so well at the dentist, it was only appropriate to reward them with a visit to the fair, where they each consumed their own large cotton candy. Don’t worry, we helped brush their teeth extra that night. The kids had a blast going on all of the rides. It was amazing to see them want to be with each other most of the time, but each do their own things as well. They chose race cars and motorcycles that were next to each other, and always looked around to make sure they could see their siblings at all times. One of the rides we went on as a family was a cobra mini roller coaster. Todd and I only went on it because the kids weren’t allowed to ride alone and they badly wanted to ride it. We forked over what seemed like one trillion dollars worth of tickets (they required accompanying adults to pay for the torture they were about to endure) and buckled up! We took a semi-cute family selfie before the fun began. I’m using that word very loosely. That ride was torture. I felt like I was going to barf. Every single sharp turn that the damn cobra slithered around resulted in me banging into the side of the ride. I was so sore and bruised the next day. My kids had a phenomenal time though, so that’s what counts.

My brother and parents even met up with us for some rides, which the kids enjoyed too. I love seeing their faces light up for silly things like rides. Who would have thought it would be fun to go around and around in a circle on a stationary motorcycle? Kids: that’s who. Everything is so exciting for them.

We ended up having the boys take short naps to recharge and then spent some time at the beach with the kids and dog later that night. Ranger is so in his element at the beach. He loves running around and smelling the salty air. He also likes to try to eat shells, which the kids laugh at, as I stick my hand down his throat to retrieve them. We walked for quite a bit, dug in the sand, collected shells, had dessert I brought with us in picnic form, and watched the kids chase birds. We figured they’d be exhausted and sleep late the following day, but that didn’t really happen. They fell asleep close to 11pm, and were up by 8am. I know I should be grateful for the 8am part, but kid time is for the birds.

Sunday was mostly spent lounging around, as it was quite rainy, but we did spend a few hours in the morning walking around the nature center. We ended the night with ice cream and grocery shopping.

 

Although we had an amazing weekend and this post makes it sound like we are a picture perfect television family, you know I keep it real. I had to take down the shower curtains and wash and bleach them and the bathroom twice this weekend. Twice. The boys get overly excited about standing up to pee, and they completely overshoot the toilet. I literally find puddles next to the toilet. I’m pretty sure we are going to need to repaint soon too. I’ve instituted a new sit to pee rule, which isn’t exactly doing good things for my popularity, but so be it.

I also was getting the kids out of the tub on Saturday night when one of them sneezed. I felt something, looked down, and there was a booger on my foot. I guess I’ve reached a point in parenthood where I’m not really phased anymore. Instead of being grossed out, I snapped a picture for you lovely people to see, and went on with my night. At least it wasn’t poop. Little victories!