Busy Weekend

What a whirlwind the past couple days have been.  Weekends always feel a bit like that, which means Monday always feels like it comes about a day and a half early.

Matthew got home on Friday evening, and since it was so nice we decided to pick him up and go to the park.  Well, we managed to pick him up and get some dinner... but by then it was dark and getting colder.  Darn it!  So we drove out to Worden to pick up Mr. Bingley from our fabulous friends.  The kids weren't too bummed about missing the park.  Sure, they had to settle for playing indoors instead of outside, BUT they got 3 playmates.  Guess it was a decent trade.  We made it home way after bedtime and got the kids to sleep.

Saturday morning we got up right on time (much to my dismay).  No sleeping in for these kiddos.  Matthew and Chappy went shooting at 10:30am.  He was super excited to get our handguns fired and get the new shotgun and .22 Mag sighted in. 

I did some vacuuming and general house stuff.  I picked up all the stuff off the kids floor so I could vacuum in there, and Joshua decided he rather liked the horse up a little higher...

He also helped Brielle re-arrange her closet.  Ok, help might be the wrong word.  He pulled a bunch of her clothes off the hangers and then came to me like this:

Matthew got home just after the kids got up from nap, so he took them to the park and I bummed around at home worked on Joshua's scrapbook.  My goal is to have it done before baby arrives.  I finished Brielle's scrapbook about 2 weeks before Joshua was born, so apparently this is just my 'way' of doing it.  I'm intending to do a scrapbook for each child's first year.  I always do great keeping up on it at the time until about the 3-4 month mark.  I figure it must be because that's about the time that they stop sleeping quite so much and start keeping me busier.  So yes, that's right where his scrapbook had been sitting... 3.5 months.  I'm up to six months now, with all my pictures already printed and organized (a very time consuming part of scrapbooking), so I'm very confident that it will be done in time.  Well, unless this baby comes in the next week or two.

Sunday morning we hung out and rested, did some laundry, and played.  Brielle and daddy played a new game that she got for her birthday.  It's a Dr. Suess game called, "I Can Do That!".  She had a blast.  :)  I however, was barely able to move, so I got to watch from the couch.  I will be so thankful when I have a beautiful baby to snuggle and my back/hip pain go away.

Matthew and Brielle polished their boots (and mine) and then Brielle got her first lesson in gun-cleaning.  I took a picture, but I think it's better if it remains off the internet.  :) 

Totally mundane, but I went to give Joshua a cheese stick for snack, and this is what I found in the fridge... now who do you suppose...?  (Why yes, those are bite marks!) 

We picked up a bit before Bible study... but about 20 minutes before study was supposed to start, the sky totally went black and the wind picked up.  Within minutes it was hailing - hard.  Everyone called to cancel due to super slick roads... so we got to hang out instead.  I went back to my scrapbook and Matthew entertained the kiddos.  He even made his famous Fried Potatoes and eggs for dinner.  Brielle really really wanted to help him cut potatoes.  So, being the wonderful daddy he is, he gave her a potato and a butter knife and let her have a go.  She gets so focused!  Of course he added her potatoes to his when he cooked the second batch.  Brielle was so proud of herself.  :)

I love it when he makes those.  He's offered to teach me, but I've declined for two reasons.  First of all, I love that they're something we only get once in a while.  If I could make them and we had them more often, we might get tired of them.  Secondly, I like that it's something HE makes.  :)  When I request it, I know I won't be the one cooking dinner.  I like that it's his special dinner (or brunch, or whenever I get a good craving for it) and something that only he makes.

Don't get me wrong, the man knows his way around the kitchen.  It's not like this is the one and only thing he knows how to cook.  On nights when we have a lot of leftovers to use up and I'm at a loss, I turn him loose in there.  He always comes up with something to use everything up and it (almost) always turns out great.  I'm horrible like that.  I'm more of a recipe gal, though I am getting (a little) better at the fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants cooking too... he's just still far superior.