Back on Track

Eee-gad! Is it possible that I haven't blogged in 3 1/2 months?!?! How terrible. Perhaps its because of all the events and happenings over the last few months. Here's just a little taste to get things back on track...

We've been on three weekend trips since my last blog. Flying and traveling with two kiddos under two was a disaster. At least for me. Luckily we had Ninny (my mom), Gur (what? Don't know how she came up with that, but its my dad), Uncle Brad, and Me-Me (Meg) with us for the trips. But none of them were without incident. During the first trip to North Carolina, Helen decided she hated any restraint. Car seats, strollers, shopping carts, you name it. She screamed bloody murder while we tried to strap her in on the plane. Luckily Ninny brought stickers which she proceeded to stick all over Uncle Brad the entire flight. Thank goodness for Ninny and for Uncle Brad's good nature.

The second trip was to Tulsa for my cousin's wedding. It was actually a really great trip. Attending an Indian wedding was amazing...apparently Helen has been harboring a secret love of contemporary Indian music. She was the first and the last off the dance floor. Again, thank goodness for Uncle Brad who was her favorite dance partner. I also somehow managed to lock Patrick in the hotel room ALONE and LAYING ON THE BED during that trip. I bolted down the stairs to the lobby only to have the woman ask for my identification to get in the room. Are you kidding me? My 5 month old was locked in a room rolling around on the bed?!?!?! I guess the incredulous look I gave her sped things along, because she did get me a new key.

In September, everyone went to College Station for Helen and Patrick's first Aggie game. Let's just say that Helen learned to climb out of the pack and play and had a stomach bug. So she was sleeping in bed with us and throwing up. Nice. I was glad to come home from that trip.

Helen turned two. We had a great time. We went to the Aquarium on her actual birthday and followed up with a party at a wildlife park. Good times. Patrick's been baptized, we got hit by a hurricane. We lost power for over a week. We moved in with Uncle Brad. We lost our fence, our roof still has a hole in it, but we recovered. Helen had minor surgery to have tubes put in her ears and her adenoids removed, Patrick's learned to sit up, to crawl and to grimace every time Helen comes to grab a toy away. Helen's hair is finally growing and we celebrated Halloween as a fireman and a dalmatian.

Life is good and I'm excited to be back in the blogging world!