Anyway, Erika already blogged about it, and sadly we only got to see them for about 12 hours (7 of which I spent sleeping), but a good time was still had by all. Brian and Matt made every effort to get a decent picture of us, but were not all that successful in the end. The picture below is the best my phone could muster up:
I am not as short as this picture makes me appear but I am as pale as this picture makes me appear. And we are both as awesome as this picture makes us appear.
We're hoping that after spending a few days in Texas and remembering all it has to offer (read: food), Matt and Erika will come to their senses and realize this is where they are actually meant to live. Sorry, Georgia, better luck next time.
They ditched us on Friday and although I was deeply saddened, I had a haircut to cheer me up. Remember how I was supposed to get it cut a few weeks ago? Well the snow-pocalypse ruined my plans and I had to reschedule. As per your suggestions, I went with a long stacked/layered bob. Thanks to the February photo challenge I'm doing on Instagram, I have photographic evidence for you:
Really different and exciting, I know.
Two other highlights from Friday:
1. I got to visit Brittnie and baby Camille (Clara was sleeping so I didn't get to hang out with her, sadly)!
2. When I picked the babies up from daycare, I found Colby wearing these pants:
Apparently he had a blowout and was all out of back-up clothes, so he got to sport a spare pair of girl pants instead- ha! At least they're Valentine's Day-appropriate, right?
The rest of the weekend was spent hanging out with my parents, who made a semi-impromptu trip to visit us for a couple of days. The last time they really got to hang out with Colby and Clara was when Avery was born back in early November, so it was nice for the 4 of them to have some overdue bonding.
Here's my dad, teaching Clara to stick out her tongue- a useful life skill! Sadly, I didn't get any pics of Colby with them :o/
My dad left on Sunday afternoon but my mom stuck around for the night and even babysat while Brian and I were able to escape for a quick but overdue and much-needed solo dinner outing. I really do wish we could get into the habit of having regular date nights (although I sort of hate the term "date night," if we're being honest), but I don't really want to get into the habit of paying a babysitter on a regular basis and there's the minor detail that we don't really have a babysitter on reserve or anything. I know it's a worthy investment in our marriage and blah blah blah, so no lecture needed :)
Anyway, so that was our weekend. We also watched a lot of Olympic coverage (please go watch this if you haven't already) and I ate at least 7,500 cookies that my mom brought from this magical place. Out of curiosity, I weighed myself after the weekend yesterday and wasn't the least bit surprised to find that I gained 3.5 pounds. In fairness to the cookies, tortilla chips also contributed to that. I'm going to be in big trouble when this whole breastfeeding twins diet ends in a couple of months.
And on that note, have a healthy and happy Tuesday!