We had a magnificent weekend that ended with this:
Sunday afternoon picnics. They're our new thing. After church each Sunday, we're buzzing over to the gardens to share some sandwiches and sunshine. And that's exactly what we did on this brilliant Mother's Day.
But I have to back up. Because this weekend, my friends, was jam-packed with memory makin'.
It all started last week when we hung out with this fun little red-head and her mama, Miss A, a friend of mine from high school. We still like to kick back and chat over chocolate. It's so crazy to think we used to have slumber parties and giggle about getting married and having a billion kids, and here we are, both with kiddos and hubbies...God is good!
Then Thursday night rolled around and we had the pleasure of hanging out with another little red-head and his mama and daddy- two friends we met a few years ago in small group whom we haven't scared off...yet. =) The Hubs whipped out some kabobs on the grill and then we found ourselves at the carnival for dessert. It was an excellent elephant ear extravaganza. (Sometimes alliteration thrills me, and I'm unable to resist it's charm.)

Then this sweet thing picked his mama a Mother's Day flower...
I wish I had pictures of what happened Friday night when my mom, sister and I got together for a girls' night to celebrate Mother's Day, but lo, they are all on my sister's camera. So you'll have to take my word for it- we had a blast. We planned the menu for our vacation at the cottage this summer, and we laughed 'til we cried because let me tell you something, we are funny. Good times were had by all, and we're officially making girls' night a monthly occurrence because everyone should laugh until they cry at least once a month. At least.
Next came breakfast at the HOP. Actually, next came Saturday, but my sunburn is so bad tonight that it has fried my brain, and I can't remember what on earth we did on Saturday. So we're skipping ahead to this morning. Like I said, it was breakfast at the HOP- to celebrate my mother-in-law. Newbie was in rare form and incredibly ornery.
See what I mean? Not even a smile for his grandma. Boo! I was busy shoveling food down him the whole meal, just trying to keep him happy, and wondering why on earth he chose today of all days to be so cranky. Turns out he was busy cutting his FIRST OFFICIAL TOOTH because POW! tonight the little pearly white has popped right through! Hooray for teeth FINALLY coming in! Hopefully he'll wake up with a whole mouthful in the morning and we won't have to endure another 6 months of teething for one tooth!
After breakfast we went to church, where we had a guest pastor from Australia teach. Listening to an entire sermon spoken with an Aussie accent made me and the Hubs want to move to Australia. Such fun. And the message was awesome- the accent was just the icing on the cake, and it was some seriously brilliant icing, mate. (Sorry, I couldn't help myself. Also, I want a safari hat.)
Once we scooped Newbie up from nursery (His first successful full stay! Wahoo!) we headed to the gardens for our picnic. If ham and cheddar Lunchable picnics are wrong, then I don't want to be right.

(The sheet we shared our lunch on was one I swiped from my mom, that I'm pretty sure she swiped from her mom, because I have memories of the pattern at both my mom and Mutte's house as a little girl. Though it may have been obtained through linen closet theft, I can't seem to make myself regret it because I absolutely love having it. The tiny yellow flowers and sweeping green blades of grass in the pattern remind me of so many special memories. One look and I am swept back to a cozy bed in a yellow bedroom at Mutte's house, or to the beach at a picnic with my mom. It's amazing what a simple bedsheet can do for one's soul.)

After lunch, it was off to explore the gardens and work on perfecting the epic sunburn of 2011. And perfect it, I did. My shoulders are radiating sunlight tonight. You could throw another shrimp on my shoulder instead of the barbie, mate. I'm just sayin'. Ouch.
(The wading happening here? Yeah. Totally not OK. I didn't read the sign We like to walk on the wild side.)
Spring doesn't get better than cute baby legs in cute baby shoes.
And this is where you might say, "Wow! What a busy weekend. I bet this is where they called it a day." But, this is not, in fact, the end of the festivities.
[insert an "Oh no she didn't!" here]
After the gardens, we went home for an hour long nap before hitting the road again and going to visit this little guy and catch a few snapshots by the tulips before finally throwing in the towel. That's right. We are nothing if not absolutely pushing the limits of the how-long-can-he-ride-in-that-backseat game. Two bowls of Cheerios and several enthusiastic rounds of "A Whole New World" later, Newbie was still smiling and we were ready to call it a day.
The fact that the picture below occured is a pure miracle. Everyone's eyes open? Everyone looking at the camera? Everyone looking happy? Yes, please!
Newbie was really into showing that tiny little baby some love.
In case I haven't posted enough pictures already (ha!), here's a few snapshots of the gifts I made for my mamas this year. I had to make one for myself too because I'm a sucker for a flower vase.
And that's all she wrote. Finally.
Fair thee well, Mother's Day 2011- thanks for the sweet sentiments and the sizzling sunburn!
Here's wishing you all a fabulous week, friends!




























































