Crazy

That's the word I'd use to describe the last couple of weeks.   We've been across the country and back, I became the mother of 5 for a few days and Leo has started teething (we think, I guess we'll find out soon). 

Last week with the passing of Heb's grandma, we quickly prepared for the trip to Northern California.  We cancelled our previous plans for the weekend, even Riverdance (so sad) and packed like crazy.  Leo was very good on the flights, I can't count the number of people who mentioned what a good/sweet/cute baby he was (that's my boy).  The three hour time difference was killer though. 

The weekend was spent saying goodbye to Grandma Minnie, hanging out at the pool, and eating together.  Oh, and I think that the cousins liked Leo because this is pretty much what they did all weekend.

One of the things that is the most difficult about living away is that Leo doesn't get to spend much time with his cousins, aunts and uncles and grandparents.  I had such a close family growing up that I really treasure the times that we get to spend together.

When we returned home, Emily had delivered her long awaited baby boy and the girls got to hang out with us for a few days.  They hung in the hammocks, made a welcome home poster and I braided a lot of hair.  The girls were mostly well behaved and I was even brave enough to take everyone grocery shopping.

We visited Emily at the hospital and I got to hold her little guy.  He weighed in at 9.2 and it reminded me of holding Leo as an infant (who was 9.4 as a newborn).  Often, when I hold newborns, they seems so gangly and light but not my Leo.  He was a good solid boy and it brought back some good memories to hold him.  I'm sure that he and Leo are going to be the best of pals when he grows up a bit.

 

With all of the hub bub lately, we got pretty tired.  Can you blame us?  It's at these times that I feel like I fall behind in everything.  The house gets messy, my emails remain unanswered and I have to drop all my projects.  It makes me wish for quiet days.  But deep down, I think I like the chaos (well, so long as I get a bit of sleep).