Lazy Weekend

This blog title is an oxymoron. B/c 349 days ago, weekends stopped being relaxing and instead turned into marathon sessions of cleaning, shopping, squealing, chasing, feeding, changing, playing, soothing, laughing, coaxing, crying, and collapsing (in exhaustion at the end of the day.) But don't misunderstand, weekends are awesome. Sure sometimes I reminisce about pre-Jack days - sleeping in til 10, watching a movie in the middle of the day, finishing a meal while it's still warm. Wait, make that finishing a meal period. But then as I catch myself reflecting whimsically on the old days, I am snapped back into reality. (This snap usually comes with Jack running over my foot with his walker.) Who on earth would want that life back now that I know what I know????? Yes, we are tired. But the old life was BORING compared to this. Andy & I both agree that although our "weekends as a couple" definitely involved more sleep, they were nowhere near as fulfilling. The sheer fact that we got more excitement out of hearing Jack say the word "ball" than any relaxing excursion while living in FL is proof enough. (Yes, Jack said his first word! It's awesome but he refuses to perform on camera so that will be coming in a later post.)




What lazy weekend doesn't start with a nice ride in the swing. Heels are required - Jack needs a dressy swing partner.



Then we watched as Daddy mowed the lawn. Check out Jack's awesome shirt from Mimi and jean shorts! or should I say Jorts! :-D




I've been told that once they start watching Saturday morning cartoons, weekends DO in fact get a little lazier. He sat for 5 minutes. It was awesome. Until I turned on the OnDemand the next weekend and found out Charter no longer allows you to view shows on channels you don't pay for. I'm disgusted that Charter never bothered to consider my child's development here. Typical.




Since Jack doesn't approve of lazy weekends just yet, he got to work helping me sort out my summer apparel. Here he is dumping all my swimsuits on the floor. This truly helped me save some time since after having a child most of these swimsuits will be going in the trash. :(





Jack also found these foam pads and played with them for a bit. Funny story. I was in WalMart a few months ago and passed a rack advertising workout pants that make your butt look great. Well, who doesn't want that?? So I just grabbed my size and threw them in the cart. Once I try them on at home I noticed I suddenly have J-Lo booty. Why??? Are these magic pants? No. They had freakin' removable pads in them! How did I not see this before getting them? Needless to say, they are now toys. Or perhaps part of a Halloween costume in a few months.




The rest of the weekend was spent practicing our skills. Standing up has become the new "in thing." Everyone around here is doing it. Check it out.




Here we are standing while watching TV. He loves Top Chef.






We even like standing by the faux brick wall in our guest bedroom. It's weird right? Very 1970s. Or is it 1989? Can't you hear Jack saying, "Mr. Gorbachev-tear down this wall!"

So in conclusion, weekends are no longer relaxing. They are awesome, exciting, amazing, fulfilling, terrific, hilarious, and pretty much fantastic. All thanks to the short stuff pictured above. Love him :)

Coming soon - first words!