Sandy and Howard came to Monticello to pick Garrett up Saturday morning. As they loaded Garrett's things into their trunk and installed his car seat, Sandy said, "It's a good thing you don't have twins!"
Nathan and I did our own things for most of the day. He went to Champaign to pick up the bamboo flooring that he's going to lay in our living and dining rooms this weekend, mowed the yard, and did some other things around the house. I went to a prayer vigil, took my time making a grocery list and going to the grocery store, and enjoyed eating when I wanted to. That evening, we cooked dinner together, ate in front of the TV, took a post-dusk walk, hand in hand, to Dairy Queen, and took our time enjoying our treats - Nathan's hot fudge shake and my Peanut Butter Bash. (That's my new favorite, by the way. Move over, Peanut Buster Parfait.)
We had lunch in Champaign Sunday before heading to Danville to fetch Garrett, and when I called Sandy to let her know we were on our way, she said Garrett missed us. (Cue the breaking of this mommy's heart.) At nap time, he stood at the edge of his Pack & Play saying, "Mommy...Daddy...". Howard rocked him to sleep, and he slept for an hour in his Papa's arms. Over all, I know a good time was had by all. Garrett and the girls next door got to hunt for Easter eggs, Garrett got to spend some quality time with his grandparents, including Great Grandma Shirley and Grandpa Rick, and Nathan and I were reminded of the importance of time spent with each other. We topped off the weekend with a trip to Bismarck to visit with Grandpa Rick and Leona some more. There, Garrett enjoyed playing in the dirt and giving us 'gifts' of rocks and sticks.
We are blessed indeed! Thanks, Nonnie and Papa!
|Enjoying a snack in Daddy's office last month|