Disclaimer: this doesn’t happen very often this has never happened before. Well, since Harper was born anyway. Looking back, I had lots of good days with Elliott. I just didn’t know it at the time. Seriously, two kids is butt-kicking hard. And you don’t realize how easy one kid is until there are two.
And then it’s too late…
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Melissa and I planned to get to Southeast Way Park around 9:00 to spend the morning. We didn’t actually get there until around 9:45 because both the little babies decided to sleep in (no complaints here…).
While Melissa was getting ready to go, Reagan informed her that she didn’t want to hike because she’s afraid of bears. Melissa assured her that bears don’t live in our park. Melissa texted me to tell me about Reagan’s fear and I was telling Chris while Ellie was listening. After I was done, Ellie informed us that “I’m not afraid of bears, I’m just afraid of cows.” Good to know.
And now on to the park: Elliott and Reagan played on the playground while Harper and Addy had bottles. Then we got ready for our hike.
A little pre-hike snack.
Babies in Mobys and wearing floral hats? Looks like we’re set.
The park has lots of really easy trails that we knew the girls would love to explore. Dirt? Rocks? Sticks? These are better than anything you could buy at Toys-R-Us.
Because Sugar Creek runs through the park, we let the girls wear water shoes so they could play in the water when we got to it. Of course, the minute Ellie steps into the cold water she has to pee. And by “has to pee” I mean, she started to pee her pants.
Cool.
So she had her first experience peeing in nature. I’m sure it won’t be here last.
After potty breaks, we got down to the busi-nass of playing in the water.
Things got kind of messy.
And then the bugs started attacking.
So we headed back to the playground and let the girls play for a while in their muddy, wet clothes. I’m sure people thought they were two homeless kids who had pooped their pants, but the girls didn’t seem to mind (too much).
Harper decided to fall asleep as soon as we got to the creek and slept until we loaded up in the car to head home so that was very considerate of her. It was a perfect (hot) day at the park.
When we got home, Elliott had lunch, Harper had a bottle, and then they both went to bed. They were both dirty, sweaty, and smelling of sunscreen, but I don’t think I could have kept them awake for baths.
While they were sleeping, I got to baking. Chocolate chip cookies (for a cookout with some friends later) and banana bread because I had exactly three over-ripe bananas just begging to be made into bread.
Those chocolate chip cookies, by the way, are famous. Seriously, once you have them, you will demand the recipe and never eat another chocolate chip cookie again. I’ll post the recipe for that (and the delicious banana bread) soon.
I was also able to take a shower while the girls slept…and for those of you that don’t understand how big of a deal that is, let me just say one week I took a shower Sunday night and then wasn’t able to get another shower until Wednesday evening before going to bed. For real, it was gross. So that I baked bread, cookies, showered, got dressed, and did my hair during nap time is a huge deal. Oh, and I did two loads of laundry. Beast.
When the girls got up, I got Elliott bathed (no time for the little one, sorry stinky Harper)and headed to the Schneider’s house. We grilled out, ate delicious food, and sat around and talked all evening while Harper slept in the Moby and Jack and Elliott played. Perfect way to end the day.
Hiking, playing, baking, showering (!), food, and friends.
This.was.the.greatest.day.ever.
go you!! sometimes it’s hard to find days where you can be proud of yourself as a parent so this is awesome and totally worth celebrating!!
I know unsolicited advice is tacky, so if you don’t want it, feel free to stop reading now. But I couldn’t help but notice in your photos that your moby wrap is bunched up at your shoulders. It would be way more comfortable if you spread it out over your shoulder (almost so much that it looks like t-shirt sleeves). It might be a fraction hotter than “sleeveless” but it’s already a bajillion degrees, what’s a few more when you could save yourself some back ache!!
Yea–a comment! I’m kind of new at the Moby so whatever advice you have I’ll take. I’ve tried it fanned out, but I kept pushing it back up. I don’t really know why. I’ll try it again (I don’t think I had it t-shirt sleeve length by any means) and let you know the verdict. Thanks for the suggestion!