Isn't this a face that just makes you laugh out loud? You see, the four of us sit around a tiny, square table for dinner every night. Our elbows could just about touch each other. I spent much of this meal dodging Mck's hands and really, any part of her that just might reach me. After dinner, it's my duty, per se, to clean up the dishes and the kitchen. Corey usually gets off easy since his duty is getting the kids down, cleaning them up and cleaning the kitchen table. I'd say I got off easy this night. I should've gotten the picture of him carrying her across the room to the bathroom. It was definitely bath time. Every kiddo needs a picture like this one!
Clean as a whistle...yes, he had spaghetti too. I feel like he looks like Corey's cousin, Kyle, here.
The evening continued as we were alarmed with the sound of a smoke detector. It's only happened once before and I've no doubt come close to setting the alarm off...for the whole building! I'm terrified and turn into a crazy person fanning the kitchen if I think the alarm is about to go off. I don't know how sensitive the alarm is, but you just never want to be "that guy" who set it off causing the whole building to being evacuated. No thanks! So, Mck is in bed, and the three of us are sitting in the living room. We have 2 options. First, knowing that it's only an alarm caused by burnt popcorn, across the hall no less, I could wake Mck, bundle the kids and head outside in 20 degree weather for who knows how long. Keep in mind this is the evening before the snow. Or option 2 would be to stay inside with the kids (Corey had to head out and take care of it) amidst the smoke, terribly loud sirens and crazy lights. Cayden was really scared, but he soon calmed down and would you believe that Mck slept through the whole thing? She's a trooper. This went on for at least 25 minutes and finally all was quiet again. I suppose it's just another example of campus life. Although, I might add that we never lost electricity or water, so for that, I can be grateful.
The next morning we awoke with the thrill of snow. I'm pretty sure it took twice as long to get bundled up with socks, shoes, jackets, hats and gloves than for how long we were actually out there. This scene lasted maybe 5 minutes. Cayden was not about it and started crying wanting to come back in. Mckinley on the other hand, I think she liked it, but she's definitely more easy going than her brother.
The front of our building.
Friday evening I took off with cousin Angie and headed to the Marek's house. My initial plans for coming down were to spend Saturday with my girlfriends in celebration of Jamie and have a mini bachelorette day. We'd been planning this weekend for weeks, and we all had such a great time. I am truly blessed to have such long standing, intimate relationships with these girls, all dating back to high school and junior high. Oh the things we've been through. Today was about Jamie and we spend some of the day at Mad Potter and we all came together and made her a gift. It wasn't finished completely, so there are no pictures. We must have tons of pictures in this very pose dating back nearly 12 years.
Abby, Jamie and myself
Keri and Kimberly
Afterwards, we headed to lunch at the Galleria and ended our day at Jamie's bridal shop so she could try on her dress for us. Loved it!!! I can hardly wait to share in her day and see her walk down the aisle. There will be tears no doubt.
The weekend followed and ended with a great dinner with my family, a lazy Sunday morning, an easy drive home with Angie and an evening with friends watching the Superbowl (although I'm pretty sure I didn't even watch the commercials this year - too busy enjoying time with the girls). It truly was a great weekend!
The weekend followed and ended with a great dinner with my family, a lazy Sunday morning, an easy drive home with Angie and an evening with friends watching the Superbowl (although I'm pretty sure I didn't even watch the commercials this year - too busy enjoying time with the girls). It truly was a great weekend!
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