Under the Bed and Dreaming

Bode has been badgering me about going to Noni's since I decided to tell him about our trip here. Weeks of, "Mommy! Let's go to Noni's!" "Mommy! I want to go to the beach with Noni!" Even a few breakdowns. He just could not take the wait. Anticipation.

FINALLY, yesterday, he got to see Noni. No, Noni is not a grandma. Noni is his cousin Fiona, just 6 weeks older. And they adore each other. We met at their house for appetizers and playtime just before going to church for Fi's baby sister, Chloe's, baptism. So for about 2 solid hours Bode and Fiona played. Just like old times. Picked right up where they left off. Zero gaps. Love it. At one point I caught them upstairs in Fiona's room jumping from twin bed to twin bed (as the beds moved with each jump, too, on the hardwood floors). They settled for hiding under the beds in the end. I think my sister, Erin, and I have done a good job of keeping their relationship alive when they're apart by talking about the other a lot.

We headed off to St James for the baptism. Chloe was a doll in her gorgeous dress. The kids did not behave one ioda in the church and I marched them out twice (Bode spit his water out all over the floor. The child won't spit out his toothpaste, yet he spits on the floor in a church?). Too close to nap/rest time. Too much to ask for a 3-year old to sit quietly for that long. Ah well. It was a nice day. Bode was sooo disappointed when he realized we were not going back to Noni's house afterwards, as Fiona still actually naps and he does not.
But luckily we met at Don Pablo's after naps to celebrate Drew's birthday and enjoyed our time there, too.

Today we were up and out of the house early to beat the heat and humidity. Bode scootered and I pushed Keegen down to the tot lot behind my parents' house. We sat on a bunch of big rocks at the pond and watched the fountain. Keegen was desperate to go IN the pond, but I managed to nip that in the bud. We had a fun lunch with Grandma at The Cheesecake Factory and I stole a few minutes while the kids played at the Pink-Eye Pit, errr, I mean the mall play area, to look at some things at H&M. But there was so much there I wanted to try on that I will have to make another trip on my own. We went home for K to nap and B to rest. K crashed immediately. B and I went upstairs where I fell asleep for maybe 5 minutes and woke to realize B was not in the room anymore. I went around the house and no one had seen him. Drew started to help me look for him. I finally went outside wondering if he'd wandered to the tot lot. I finally started to get a little panicked, picturing him in the pond or some other terrible fate, when I heard Drew yelling that he had him. Turns out Drew found him under the bed we'd been in. I assume he'd fallen asleep there. I thanked Drew for "thinking like a 3-year old" and was very relieved. Bode kept saying, "I wasn't lost. I was under the bed." When I asked him if he was playing or sleeping he said he was sleeping. Anywho. Enough drama for me.

This afternoon we went to the pool with Erin, Fiona and Chloe. I put the boys in their PJs after the pool and they went straight to bed when we got home. Wiped out.