So this is Arizona in January. While I'm all for clear skys and days in the park, whilst the rest of the country is buried in snow and ice, I won't lie when I say, I wish it weren't quite SO hot out. I mean honestly, it's JANUARY for goodness sake, I'd like to wear a sweater and mean it. I'd like to play outside and not SWEAT. With my whining out of the way, I would like to say...we had a lovely afternoon with cousins at Freestone park. There was picnicing on the grass, chasing kids up the hill, feeding the ducks, sweating, cleaning up the picnic, sweating and walking over to the toys, watching the kids play on the slides and sweating.
Maggie gets real excited to see her Aunt Lana. She marched right over to her and insisted on being lifted up to sit by her. After the aforementioned sweating and playing, we decided to check out the carousel and train. While EVERYONE else went on the train, Brooklyn, Maggie, Max, Jayce and I took a spin on the carousel.
I was trying to a cute and clever look over the shoulder shot, but Jayce was NOT understanding my directions.
Brooklyn was MOST excited about this horsey ride. Maggie was excited until it started moving....then she was shaking and terrified. She literally was clutching the pole so tightly, her whole body was shaking. I wish I had a picture of the look of shear terror on her face. Eventually she had my shirt so tightly in her grip, I was fully flashing the bored workers AND she was sliding off the horse. It was a bit tricky, but we got it worked out.
Max got to enjoy the ride too, just a spinnin in his chair.
And speaking of Max, I must close with these shots. I came home from the gym the other morning, and this is what I found in my bed.
SEER-E-US-LEE is there anything more heart melting than your manz and your baby all curled up and sleepy together? I just love it so. Look at his little fist all balled up at his chin...I could just EAT him! I really am appreciative of Jere being willing to get up with him, do whatever he needs to so I can be up and gone at the gym. It's awesome to be up out and worked out before 6:30 in the morning. I get a lot more done with my day, AND I feel better.
In final news, today was Maggies 18 month check up. She did NOT appreciate the Doctor touching her in ANY way, and she appreciated even less the SIX shots she received. I felt so bad for her, but like always, she took it like a trooper. Minimal tears with the shots. She didn't act bothered at all until WAY later, after her nap. When she woke up she just cried and cried and told me her legs hurt. She would only lay in my arms and cry. It was so sad, and frankly, I don't really know what to do with crying babies, so it was hard for me. But, after some Tylenol, a good dinner and some snuggle time, she's all ship shape. I mean, as you can see, she's watching her "new favorite" show and happy as a clam. Phew!
So, we're all good here, just waiting for Daddy to come home from a late night of work. Oh the Friday fun that happens at the Van Pats.
Sunshine and carousels,