I finally had a chance to go through our pictures from the weekend and sit down and write this blog. Beth, Niamh and I had a great Mother's Day!
That is, if you take out the very beginning and the very end of it.
We started out straightening up some of the house getting ready for my Mom, Dad and Grandma to come over for brunch (before they headed to the Cardinals' game). As we were rearranging some of our dining room on Saturday night, I was decorating a new corner hutch that we recently got. I put up a wooden sign on top of the hutch for decoration. Well, later as Beth was putting some dishes into the hutch, the sign fell hard and landed right on her eye! She got a huge goose egg on her eye and had a headache for the rest of the night and into Mother's Day (and still has a black eye).
And guess what the wooden sign said?
Uh, yeah. Love is Patient. Love is Kind. I'm not sure how kind it was that it fell on Beth's head, but she sure was patient with me about it. This kind of sums up how I felt about it...
So, the first lesson of the weekend: This is NOT a good place to put a sign...
This is much better...
Brunch did turn out great. We had an awesome sampler of homemade food... potato salad, white bean and spinach hummus, bread pudding and fruit salad.
Niamh ate a bunch of it, along with some veggie sausage...
Niamh gave Mom a gift that she made, a wonderful masterpiece she painted with her hand prints...
It's a shamrock, well, because Niamh is Irish! I have a video of her "painting" it that I may or may not upload to YouTube. Niamh wasn't exactly a happy Picasso!
After brunch Beth, Niamh, Carrots, Carrots' gigantic cousin and I went to hang out at City Garden downtown.
Niamh got in the fountains.
She had a great time despite the fact that she got one of her first booboos (which kind of explains her unorthodox crawling style in some of the above pictures)...
OK, maybe it wasn't one of her fist booboos if I have to count the many inevitable bumps on the head :)
After City Garden we walked around downtown, walked around the Arch grounds and said hi to Grandma, Grandpa and Great Grandma after the Cards game. Well, Beth and I walked while Niamh was very content chilling in her fancy jogging stroller...
Finally, we went to have some Mexican food on Washington Ave.
As you can see we had an awesome day (after 'love" was not so kind at the beginning of the day)!
But, just as the day started unfortunately so it had to end...
As we were settling down for the night, I received 4 frantic calls from my Mom. Apparently a cop had been over to my Grandma's house looking for me. Bottom line, he was falsely accusing me (not just inquiring) of being in a hit and run while driving a red mustang (a type of car that I've never driven in my life). Apparently, the license plate was registered to someone that used to live at my Grandma's address. But how the officer came up with my name, I have no idea... he is currently not answering my phone calls or returning my messages. Very soon it may be time to file a complaint, but that's a story for another day.
This pretty much sums up how I feel about that as well...
Have a great night!
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