|My sister, Sara, and Silas ready for the Saints game.|
I won't lie to you, friends. My football-watching strategy looks something like this: I don't start watching games until the last 2 minutes of the fourth quarter, and that's only if other spectators are still watching the game and beginning to act as if they may need an oxygen tank to maintain normal breathing.
So, yes, I watched the last 2 minutes of the fourth quarter of the Saints game tonight. And even though I'm not as emotionally involved in football others, I was disappointed to witness the loss. But in the spirit of honesty, I was mostly disappointed that we won't have an excuse to get together with friends and family every weekend until next August. The Saints bring people together, and that's my favorite thing about football.
|The cutest baby on the planet.|
In other news, Kevin and I had date night on Friday! *whoop whoop* Our big plans for dinner and a movie in New Orleans slowly turned into dinner in Houma and a movie at home, but it was still wonderful. Liam wound up with yet another ear infection, so a late-afternoon doctor's appointment altered our plans. Technically, we still could have driven to New Orleans and pulled an all-nigher, but, the thought of catching up on sleep was much more appealing. The best part of date night was that the boys spent the night at my parent's house so Kevin and I got a FULL night AND late morning of sleep! It was glorious, of course. Sleep is the greatest gift you can give parents of small children. Am I right?
But we do miss our babies when they're gone. And I think they miss us to. Silas called me on our way to pick him up and said, "I need you to hurry, Mama." I almost cried until he followed that statement with, "And can you stop at the store and get me a lollipop?" My Mom assures me that he did, in fact, call because he missed me though.
We're glad to be home now. The boys are both soundly sleeping so I figure I'd better get to bed myself. Hope you all are having a great weekend!