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Weekend at Grandpa's

I really needed a weekend to get organized for baby boy #3 fast approaching arrival and needed it to be without the big brothers' help. Grammy wasn't able to watch them so I asked Grandpa Nick. We had to do a little rearranging of weekend but he was thrilled to keep them! So the boys got to stay with Grandpa Nick and Melissa this weekend and Mommy and Daddy got a much needed free weekend to ourselves. 

The pictures are blurry because they are from Grandpas phone but needless to say, the boys had a great time making a mess and playing.

Grandpa and Melissa came up Saturday afternoon to pick up the boys and get all their stuff to stay the night. I'm told that on the way home there may have been a stop at Dairy Queen for ice cream. Jason and I got right to work cleaning and organzing, mostly the boys' room and baby stuffs. I got a bassinet for baby and got that set up in our room too. After a few hours of cleaning, we got a much needed dinner date to our favorite sushi place. Our 6 year dating anniversary is next weekend so this was an early celebration for that. Then we stopped by some friends house who were having some people over and visited for a while before heading to our favorite coffee house to listen to some music and have a cup of coffee (decaf for me). Man we are old, huh?! We were too late for the music but we did hang for a few and have a yummy foo-foo coffee and a cookie before we headed home. We rented a movie which I promptly fell asleep through and went to bed before it finished. Again, we are old but it was definitely a great, quiet, relaxing and still fun evening together.
The next morning we slept in till 10 AM!! And I fixed us a big breakfast before heading off to my massage that Jason surprised me with. It was glorious.
Grandpa made it back with the boys around 4:30 and we all went out to eat before they headed back home.
I can't get over how refreshed I feel after the weekend. Even though I really missed the boys I think it was way overdue and needs to happen a little more often in the future. 😉


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