We’re heading back to Chicago in a little bit- and you’ll all be thrilled to know that I forgot only the barest minimum of necessities. We made do. (Although Nora might beg to differ, as one of the forgotten items was her hair detangler spray, and Miss Nimbus had to suffer through plain ol’ conditioner and combing and yelling.)
As time is of the essence, the car is not even remotely packed, and I’m not entirely certain where Susannah is, I’ll just post a smattering of my fave pix from the weekend (so far).
There was a dance party on Saturday night with seven aunts and uncles, seven cousins of Peej’s generation, nine cousins of the next generation, (and even two yet to be born cousins- not mine, oh no, not mine- calm down, interwebs). This is a rough count, mind you, and I don’t even have pix of this stompy li’l affair. It was too bizzy.
There was a Mardi Gras parade downtown, slightly dampened by the fact that Nora was a) overtired, b) cold, and c) terrified of the clown-like dancers. We left a little early.
But, as always, there was way too much great food, and no shortage of loving arms for Nora and Zuzu.
I even got a nap.
Which will always render any weekend a roaring success.
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| Malt? Don’t mind if I do. (Mini P.J. strikes again.) |
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| Baby Greta and Baby Zuzu- two months apart and holding hands. |
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| Hannah holding the babe- best Mother’s Helper EVER. |
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| Stay close, Dad. Those clowns might come back. |
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