Just what we needed! Despite
a LOT of a little extra whining due to those darn molars coming in, we had a very nice long weekend. Every weekend is kind of a long weekend since I don’t work on Mondays and stay home with Owen, but this one felt even better because Benjamin did not work on Monday either. It felt just like another lazy Sunday! You know, the usual, getting up at 5am to a teething baby… just like any other lazy Sunday…
To celebrate our extra weekend day, we went out to dim sum (Chinese food that is served in individual portions – kind of like tapas – and served off of carts that are wheeled around the restaurant) with some friends who have an almost 2 year old.
The meal got a little long for our wriggly toddler, so we took lots of walks around the dining room to look at the live lobsters in tanks and smack the windows. I think we’re past the days of enjoying leisurely meals out in public until Owen learns a little more patience!
The good news — this restaurant was LOUD and CROWDED so no one could hear Owen testing out how loudly he could scream at the table (which he thought was hilarious). And the servers were all obsessed with babies and would come over and entertain him for a few minutes while pushing their carts. I couldn’t understand a word they were saying, but they sure loved Owen! Babies transcend language.
But a glass of ice water, we found, offers at least 10 minutes of entertainment.
When Owen was born last summer I remember feeling like our friends’ son, Sam, was SO much older than he was at the time. Worlds different. It felt like it would be years before they would ever be on a similar playing field. Now? Now, just a year later, they are both running and climbing and babbling and eating and being totally adorable.
Sam talks a lot more (obviously… he has almost a year of practice on Owen), but they were quite the pair chasing pigeons together in Boston Common after our Chinatown brunch.
It’s SO nice to have friends who you can trade babies and share strollers with.
Also, please note, I’m finally sharing pictures of my still-kind-of-awkward-Mom-‘do. It’s fine. I’m living with it. Some days I like it, some days I’m not a fan. As I said, I’ve learned from doing this too many times to count that it will grow back!
Finally, back at the farm, I spent a little time doing this:
I finished up all of the garlands for the party. Today it’s checklist day — making sure we have a plan to prep for Owen’s birthday party little by little so there’s no stress on Saturday. Oh, right, and get a LOT of work done too. It’s gonna be a long one, folks!
What did you do for Labor Day? Do holidays feel more like days off, or another work day to you when you have a child to take care of?