We had a busy weekend! Whew.

The boys stayed at Granny & Grandpa’s house Friday and Saturday night because of my plans. Saturday I went to get my hair colored (thanks Dad for the gray hair. Not Mom. Just Dad.) and then headed to Baton Rouge for my baby cousin Sara’s wedding. I mean, not literally a baby, but I babysat her, so yeah, my baby cousin. She looked just beautiful. And it’s always fun to hang out with my family, especially when there is wine involved and the kids are at Granny & Grandpa’s house.

Unfortunately, George couldn’t come because some MINIVAN decided driving over NAILS would be a GOOD IDEA. Hmmph. Bad minivan. That minivan owes me $600. You know, Minivan, I can think of a LOT more fun things to spend $600 on. NOT tires. Hmmph. So George had to deal with that on Saturday. Fun.

On Sunday, I went to get the boys, and then we went to our friend Annabel’s 2nd birthday party. Oh man. It was Elmo-themed, and I swear I thought the boys’ heads were going to collectively explode at all of the Elmo and Oscar and Ernie and Grover and Big Bird displayed. It was like everywhere they turned, “Ehmo! Ehmo! Bih-Buh! Ennie!”

(Of course my camera battery died before I could get a picture of the boys with the birthday girl. Hopefully I’ll get more pictures from another attendee.)

Heh. So cute. Seriously, not even a Yo Gabba Gabba themed party would have been so exciting for them.

After the party, we headed to the grocery store where I pulled the boys in their wagon while I tried to put two gallons of milk in a reusable grocery bag.

Note: You cannot put two gallons of milk in a reusable grocery bag and expect the handles to stay attached to said bag. Let’s just say I learned that.

And this lesson was taught to me right as my old work friend Shelley walked by. First time I’ve seen her in over five years, and it was as I was, shall we say, struggling. Man. I always have this dream of appearing cool, calm, unfrazzled when I’m out with the boys. But that never seems to happen. Hmm.

So then we went to our friend’s pizza place and hung out. The boys, they love split pea soup! Good discovery.