Last Tuesday we welcomed sweet little Kerrigan Grace Jordan to the family. Mom, Dad and baby are all doing well:) We are so grateful that she is healthy and came without complications for baby or mama. Carson and Parker weren't sure what to make of her at first, but now that they realize that she's a little human, just like them, they love her to death. Carson "held" her...don't worry I didn't ever let go of her...and Parker had George (his fav) give her kisses. We spent some time at the hospital Tuesday and Wednesday nights, which got the boys curious. Parker said, "Why do we need to go to the hospital again? Is LeLe and Kerrigan sick?" Unfortunately, Brad was stuck in Georgia and didn't get to come home....but he met his new niece Friday night when he rolled back into town (for 36 hours).
Swimming lessons have for sure been a crazy time for all. Tuesday, while Leah was pushing, the boys spent 45 minutes of their 1 hour swimming lesson screaming and crying like crazy. It was absolutely pitiful. The head instructor asked me to step into the hallway so they could try to get them to relax and participate without thinking that I would save them:( It was hard to watch for sure....but it paid off. Thursday before we went in, I told the boys that if they wanted me to be able to watch them they couldn't cry and fuss....if they pitched a fit, the teacher would make me leave. Well, initially they cried a little bit, but did very well the rest of the time. Unfortunately for the instructors, they became THOSE kids....the ones that won't sit on the side or wait their turn...whooops. We have seen lots of improvement and are very excited about their willingness to be in the water and try some new stuff:) I realize they are 3 and tomorrow may be a complete disaster....trying to remain positive....to be continued:)
Friday we helped "set-up" for a big yard sale at the church. From 4:30-10:00 we worked on putting "stuff" out for bargain shoppers to find. I had spent much of the week going though stuff and unpacking boxes from last summer's move, so I was happy to get all the JUNK out of my garage! The boys hung all night....and didn't get to bed until after 11pm! They "helped" by playing with all the toys that were donated:) They were so nasty dirty when we got home I had to clorox them (right Gramp?!). I know we got some germs that night! Saturday, we did some shopping, spent some time with Kerrigan, and got to meet our friend Jonell's parents who were in town from Texas. The weekend brought Brad home...which was nice for us all. He has been gone from the house almost a month now....and it looks like it too! We're doin' the best we can to keep up..
Sunday was Father's Day....and although I didn't get to see my daddy, we had a good day. The boys brought Brad breakfast in bed. It was hilarious....but they were pumped:) No, I didn't cook....it was Dunkin' Donuts and milk for our daddy! We spent the afternoon eating and swimming at BeBe and Pop's house....then back to the church to pack up all the "treasures" that nobody took home. Brad wanted Pizza Hut for his father's day dinner (really??), so we ate and then sent Brad back to Georgia:(
Parker has the BEST bed head:)
The fireworks started after Brad left....we had a throw down fight over the slide...complete with a bite (from Parker to Carson). It was pretty bad...Carson screaming, crying- bruised and skin broken. Why Parker, why?? Parker says, "I did that because I wanted to!" What?!?! You wanted to bite him? "No mama, I wanted to him to get off the slide." WOW....what do you say to that!?!? Carson was fine after several minutes...but would occasionally remember that Parker bit him- which would bring more tears and showing me the boo-boo, oh, and telling Parker that he lost George for biting and that mama was so sad:( Rough way to end the weekend...who knew I would ever look forward to a Monday!!
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