Bri and I flew out to meet my mom and aunt in Arizona for my Great Aunt’s 100th Birthday! My aunt and I decided to be sneaky and not tell my mom that Bri and I would be there. It took mom a bit to realize who we were when she saw Bri and I in the airport, but once she realized, she was completely surprised. Thanks to my aunt who feigned a stomach problem all the way from their Las Vegas layover to keep mom at the airport a half hour after they landed in AZ to wait for Bri and mine’s flight to arrive. Well, enough of that, here’s the generational photo:
Left to right: My mom Nancy, Great Aunt Irene, Me and Brielle. Doesn’t she look great for 100!
Although she wasn’t really sure who Brielle and I were, she loved having a baby around. Actually all of the guests at the house loved having Brielle around. I was glad she was able to bring so much joy. What a wonderful bi-product of children.
October 21, 2012. What’s the big deal about this date you ask? It’s the day Brielle officially decided to walk. Here’s the video Steve took of one of her earlier attempts. Please special attention at the end when the picture gets a little out of focus. One of her facial reactions to falling is priceless. Good job catching it Steve!
I took my first overnight away from Brielle trip in October. Actually, 2 nights, and as far as all accounts go, everyone survived and possibly even thrived because of it. I went on a very fun and not really relaxing trip to Seabrook with other mom’s from my church. Not relaxing because although I had intended to, sleep did not end up being my main event while I was there. Darn good conversations with women!
While I was gone, Steve hung a new light fixture in the living room, rewired a lamp, changed out a knob on one of our closet doors, cooked for dad and kept a toddler alive. Oh, and I came home to a clean house! If he wanted to deter me from leaving him for weekend retreats, he did not do a very good job. But then again, he did have an excellent assistant to help with all his tasks:
She opens the light bulb boxes while Tigger reads the instruction on where they go.
Gets whichever tool Daddy asks for.
Not sure I’m excited she’s getting this tool for daddy.
More box opening.
Phone answerer. Oh wait, that’s a light bulb too. Hey, she’s 1. Give her a break.
And sous chef. Picking out the best garlic for dinner.
What a great team they make. Thanks for the weekend guys, it was perfect.
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