Thursday night my sister and some of her kids came into town and stayed at my house because my sister's daughter was flying in from Hawaii where she is a student (lucky girl!). Then we played with them Friday evening. And celebrated my sister in law's birthday. And then Saturday we attempted a barbecue, and played the night away, and laughed and sang and loved every minute. And then Sunday was Easter.
So, this post here, is going to just cover the basic highlights because there is no way I can stuff four days of riotous fun into a simple post.
Thursday our friends came over and she and I discussed the trials Faye is giving me. While we were talking, she happened to see our "dirty" kitchen table. We inherited it from a renter who used it to stain some wood furniture, so there are stain stains all over it. And so, I pulled out the paints, and let the kids go to town on the top of the table. It looks so much better now!
Friday was a nice day. My cousin came by and installed central air for us. We are very excited to have the swamp cooler gone and are now eager for the non sweltering summer house.
And then Saturday happened.
I got up early and we started to get the usual taken care of. We began breakfast, cleaned etc. And then I rushed off to the store. The kids get their Easter baskets on Saturday at lunch time. I hide lunch in the eggs, and they get to find their lunch. They love it and I love that they aren't being saturated with candy. I went to the store in search of an Easter dress for Faye. Because she only has one dress that actually fits her right now, and she is growing so quickly, I don't know how long it will last.
I went to four different stores, people. Four! There are no church appropriate dresses out there for my little girl. None that are modest and less than $50.
I found a play dress at the DI, and then finally, after searching for a good 20 minutes at Target I found one that would work. But it only worked because I found a little shell to go over it. Sheesh!
Dear Fashion world,
Please let little girls be little girls. Don't make them grow up so fast. Let them have little girl clothing and don't make them look like little skanks.
A Concerned Mother
I got home at 1:30 and my little darlings were so hungry! I quickly threw their lunch together and hid their baskets. And then the fun and games began.
When we got home from that, a few friends came over, as well as my sister and her family.
Jeffrey bought a grill and spent the majority of the night trying to put it together while we laughed and talked and finally decided to just cook the burgers on the stove. Which was a good thing, because the propane tank apparently had a leak in it. I would have been so sad to have my husband and deck blow up.
And then, we talked and laughed and sang and joked around until nearly 2 a.m.
I love when my sister and her family come in to town! I hope we can do this a lot more often.
Sunday I woke up feeling fine. Because everyone had gotten to bed so late, the kids actually let us sleep in. Beth included! She woke up at 6:30 to eat, but then went back to bed until 10:00. It was an Easter miracle! We rushed the kids to get ready for church, we got there late, and that is when it hit.
My body has a trick where it lets me know it isn't happy that I didn't get enough sleep. I get very sick. I throw up, I get cold sweats, and my head pounds. I have always been like that, and have always been so jealous of my brothers who can thrive on 4 hours of sleep a night for months. I went 3 days on 6 hours of sleep, and my body decided to put a stop to it.
We eventually had to leave church early because I was getting so sick. I felt horrible about making my family leave, but I couldn't stay there, the vomiting was very nearly coming. And so we went home, and I went to bed and napped for 2 hours.
And that was enough. I was able to take some medicine for my head, and we were off to my grandmother's for the annual Easter dinner of sloppy joe's and the Easter candy hunt that she has done every year.
While the kids gorged themselves on candy, all the adults visited and chatted and got caught up. It was nice seeing cousins and family who live so far away and I rarely see. It was lovely spending the afternoon outside in my grandmother's beautiful garden with people I love so dearly.
And then we went home, and got ready for bed.
Beth was quite happy I got distracted getting the big kids ready for bed.
As I was tucking Faye into bed, she got sick, ran to the bathroom and threw up and then told me her tummy hurt. I had to laugh. How many years had I done the same thing as a child? There was so much good food, and even better, so much candy, she had eaten more than her little tummy could hold and had to purge some of it so that her body could have room to do its digestion thing. Thank heavens it was nothing more than that.
Busy or not, it was a very lovely weekend.
And most especially, because I got to share my testimony with my children. I got to share with them that I know that God lives.