Anyhow, back to this wonderful weekend we just had. Saturday started off with the option of going to Pierce's soccer practice, and of course we did. He has had this slight cold going on for a few days, and it started to slow him down. He only made it through half of his practice before he came over and told me he was done, and wanted to go home. This is very odd for Pierce, since he loves soccer and loves his coach. We brought him home, and he actually went straight to bed like we told him to; another tell tale sign he is not feeling great. I took advantage of one child sleeping and the other child happily being with daddy, to return the bottles left over form the party last weekend and to pick up manure for our garden. I never would have guessed 6 years ago, that I would be happy leaving my hubby home with our children so I could pick up manure on my own and have me time. It was great!
Pierce helped us rototill the manure into the garden, and thought it was awesome that he was able to sit on the side lines while mommy and daddy had to play in stinky poop. Then he thought it was even more funny when we told him it was horsey poop. Amber decided to contribute on the side of the garden, and Pierce could not grasp why it was okay for horse poop to be in the garden, but not dog poop. I think if I were 3, it would be hard for me to figure it out too.
We took the boys to R&B Sportsworld in Winsted that afternoon to play mini golf for the first time ever as a family. It does not even matter that I kicked Dan's butt and got a hole in one (well, maybe a little), it DOES matter that we had so much fun. I forgot my camera, so there are no pictures. However, to watch Dan teach Pierce how to line up his club and figure out the angles to achieve the right ball bounce was awesome. I had fun with Carter as well, making sure he didn't knock anybody out; Carter did not believe in putting. He believed in hitting the ball as hard as you can. Then Dan and I took turns in the batting cages hitting softballs. I had the urge to play before, and now I am like a little child on Christmas morning waiting for the season to begin! Pierce thought it was so cool that mommy could hit like that, and told Daddy not to worry since he would do better next time. Carter just had fun putting all of the helmets on and walking around with a baseball bat. Carter also could not understand why he could not go in and hit the balls like he could at home with his batting tee (baseball is so far Carter's favorite sport).
Today we started off by having a fife and drum practice outside at 9 am. Carter no longer wants to carry the musket, and is very happy carrying Pierce's old drum. It's nice having 2 little drummers in the house...although I am not sure our neighbors thought it was cool at 9 am. But hey, it could always be worse, right? From there Dan and I packed up the boys and brought them to Page park in Bristol. I have to pause for a moment and commend the city of Bristol. Every park I have taken them to in Bristol, has been amazing. And each one offers just a little bit of a different variety.
Our goal for today, was to figure out how to play disc golf. Apparently, there are special Frisbee you need to purchase with different weights, colors, etc. However, we made our $1 Frisbee from Rite Aid do the trick today. Carter had a little fun throwing the Frisbee around; but Pierce had a blast. I could not get the hang of it, but Dan was having fun too. We lasted 4 holes before I said that was enough, and we walked down to the playground. Pierce and Carter loved having Daddy at the playground. They each were able to show him different things, and it was nice for me to have him there too. Not only was it easier, but it was nice to have my husband by my side watching our children make friends and play.
We had a small little picnic, but both boys were too anxious to play to really eat. When we left the park, Pierce looked at me and said, "Momma, I like having you and daddy here with me." How can your heart not melt when your child says something like that? Yes, all morning I kinda kept thinking back to how my paycheck was going to be 7 hours short, but it would be alright. Then Pierce says that to me, and yes, It will be alright. To me, there is no price in the world that is worth more than my children's happiness. Will those 7 hours really matter 20 years from now? Or will it matter in 20 years how happy Dan and I made our children by being the best parents we can be? I am thinking the second option is the answer.
While we had so much fun this weekend, it was also nice to be able to tackle the honey do list together. We did laundry together, finally able to get the garden fertilized, house was cleaned together, and we relaxed together. We both felt like we were on vacation together, and have decided we need to make more weekends like this possible. To end this perfect weekend, we all had a family meal...Nana included. It was just tacos, but honestly having 7 of us together, made the meal special.
Boys, I am glad that you had an awesome weekend. I know I enjoyed hearing you laugh, not being stressed over the next place we had to be, and to just play in the backyard. Thank you for reminding me once again, that it is the small stuff that counts. Big road trips are not necessary, being together is the magic. Thank you.
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