Second Child Syndrome
We went to drop Noah off at his class and he was timid, but excited...until we started to walk out the door, then he lost it. He cried and screamed,but according to his teacher, Mike, he calmed down after awhile. Anna had her class and she was terribly disappointed that they did not do crafts, but I think she had fun. Meanwhile, Brian and I enjoyed our time alone during mass.
Yesterday, while Brian and I spent the day working at the festival, Brian's mom took care of our children. Because we left at 5:50AM, she stayed overnight on Friday night. (she IS the greatest) Well, Friday night when I fed the fish, our biggest fish started to freak out and jumped all over the place, he literally jumped up and hid the lid, it was crazy. Apparently, he did it again early yesterday. Well, they all left the house for a little while and once they returned, Anna walked into the living and said "look!" It was the fish on the floor. The fished jumped out of the tank. committed suicide. dead. no longer. So, after shopping for Noah's new clothes at Old Navy, we went to PetSmart and purchased three new fish and a snail. Anna is very excited. She referred to the fish on the floor as "broken."
Our booth was a great success. Brian, my mom and I left the house at 5:50am and didn't return until after 7:00 in the evening. Our asses were kicked. I had such wonderful people helping throughout the day and even recruited walkers. One walker is a lymphoma survivor, she's very inspired by FOA, I can't wait to see her again next week at the walk. Brian and I were actually in bed, with the lights off at 11:05pm last night. It was been years since that happened, we typically stay up way too late at night, but last night we did not have a choice. Like I said, our asses were kicked. Well, at about 2 in the morning I felt something crawling on my chin. That's right, CRAWLING. CRAWLING, crawling on my chin. I hit my chin, to kill or to rid of the crawling thing. I laid in bed thinking "hmmm...something was seriously just crawling on my chin." BUT, I was so tired, I didn't care and went back to sleep. A little while later, something woke me up, I remembered the thing crawling on my chin, it was then that I felt whatever it was, still in my hand. I immediately threw it. I had no idea it was. This morning, I woke up and went pee, while I was peeing I remembered all that occurred and I looked at my hand and sure enough, there was a brown "stain", something I am sure from a creepy spider. I went to see if the spider was laying around somewhere, in the direction that I threw it, but there were no remains to be found. so, I think that means there is a severely injured spider stumbling around our house somewhere...it also means I will never sleep in my bed again.
Enjoy the pictures. I'm certain you'll be hearing more from me as ALOT of my time has freed up! (by the way, my amazing Mom has let us borrow her camera.....)
On our way to Sunday School!!
A little timid
Could they be any cuter?
Our Friends of Allie booth at the festival
Anna before school one day last week
Playing with Grandpa
A future (strange) doctor