Worn out babies

A week or so ago, my mother offered to watch my angel like children for several hours while I had some "me" time doing whatever I wanted. At first I felt I shouldn't take the offer, but it only took me several SECONDS to take her up on the offer and plan a day!

I decided to have lunch with my sweet cousin Michelle which we enjoyed at Mijo's in Arlington. We got to run errands with each other afterwards and then went back to her home where we enjoyed mingling with her mother Peggy (or as the kids call her "piggy"). The lack of children present was so enjoyable, but I have to admit that while sitting in the restaurant, I kept feeling a responsibility to the children seated NEAR me. I kept looking at their drinks thinking I needed to refill them, I was worried about them knocking their plate onto the floor and I even felt like telling one of them to sit down and eat - odd huh?

My mother, while at home with my innocent and precious, could do not wrong children was having a grand ol' time. She only called me about 32 times, but they were all emergencies. I had to walk her through the steps of starting a breathing treatment over the phone which was quite the task if I do say so myself.

When I got home from my "me"time, I walked in to find two of my adorably perfect children asleep on the couch. I'm sure they were so worn out from taking care of maw maw that they just couldn't keep their eyes open anymore. One might think, when looking at this picture, that these children were tired from acting liking heathenistic maniacs while their not so strict grandmother was tending to them. They might think that they walked all over that grandmother since she didn't know all the rules and even if she did she wouldn't enforce them. One might think this because it is normal for children to act a little bit crazier than normal when under the care of grandparents. OHHhh NOooo...that's not the case with my children. My children are so perfect, so angelic, so innocent and so reverent that I KNOW they were tired from helping maw maw when she was alone with them. What great kids I have, huh? I know their maw maw loves them! Even when they do run a muck!

Three tired chickens

On Tuesday we went to Chuck E. Cheese to celebrate 14 nights of dry pull ups for Kora. This had been an ongoing goal of hers and she finally achieved it so we had to party hard! We ate pizza and bread sticks and played 5 million games. For those of you who go to Chuck E. Cheese's on a regular basis, you'll know that each one has a car with a fake Chuck E. Cheese in it that you can ride in. The car rocks back and forth and has a camera in the front to take a picture of you and Chuck E. Cheese enjoying the ride. WELL...Kora rode this a few times and then got the bright idea to mix things up a bit. There I was just sitting at our booth enjoying some pizza when I look across the game room to see Kora on the Chuck E. Cheese car ride bent over backwards with her butt toward the camera laughing her head off! Of course, only my Kora would think of something as raunchy as that. I didn't know if I should ignore it and pretend like she wasn't my child, or stop it before others started to notice Kora's own version of girls gone wild. I decided it would be best to stop it because she does look exactly like me and others would see her with me later. It was quite embarrassing though. Although I didn't SEE anyone watching her, who knows how many people saw it and looked away for fear that their OWN child would want to try this out. Besides Kora's craziness, the celebration was fabulous and I look forward to more dry pull ups in the morning (but not so many more days at Chuck E. Cheese).

Anyway, I forgot to bring my camera so I took some pictures of them in bed that night looking very peaceful. Well, not Miah! I accidentally woke him up with the flash and so I just told him to close his eyes for the picture. This is why he looks like he's squeezing his eyes shut, oh well!