The kiddos and I took it easy in the morning, we had a lazy breakfast and then hung out in the playroom for awhile before we took off for the grocery store.
It was our neighbour's birthday, and we were hosting a little neighbourhood BBQ for him in the evening.
Then the boys and I had lunch with my dad and step-mom at her office, which was lovely. The boys love Nana and Grampa, and Nana got to show her grandsons off to her coworkers.
I came home to find that the new food we are feeding my dog is upsetting her stomach... all over our basement floor. This marked the first time this entire week that I turned the TV on for the boys, but I didn't have a choice. They enjoyed Thomas and Friends while I cleaned up. Poor puppy.
While the boys napped, I prepped for the party, and then I fed them shortly after they got up. Hubby took M outside to help him with some party prep, and N and I just played inside. He was kind of lazy, and didn't like the Learn-To-Walk lessons I was providing, so he kept laying down on the floor.
Who am I to argue with that adorable face??
Mostly luckily for us, N is very attached to his routine and schedule. "Mostly" luckily because goodness forbid we should try to keep him out a bit later than his normal bedtime and THIS happens:
But it also means he consistently goes to bed at a reasonable time and sleeps through pretty much anything. Once he was settled in for the night, I went back to work on food for the party. We promised M he could stay up for the party since it's a special week, which was very exciting for him. He played on his new slide and basically entertained the guests as they arrived. He got to eat about a pound of chips and a slice of ice cream cake, and when it was time for bed, he managed to get my sister-in-law AND my girl friend to read him bedtime stories.
Truth be told, I was so exhausted from the preparations that I didn't last too much longer than he did before I went up to bed myself! I tried to bring M into bed with me but he didn't seem to like it and kept turning himself around in circles like he didn't know how to handle sleeping in such a big space, so I put him back in his own bed.
And that was the end of the weekdays...


That picture of N with the beer is priceless beyond all things priceless. Uncle M and I can't stop giggling, poor little guy!!!
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