Makayla told us she felt left out because everyone else could carry Brendan except for her. So I decided to let her. Under close supervision. She was thrilled.
He's almost as big as she is.
We headed down the street to pick some grapes. Brendan made friends with the nice lady there and she kept him in the shade while we picked.
Daddy sure does love his (not so) little girls.
We saw some farm animals...
...and my first pomegranate tree.
Brendan stayed at home Saturday afternoon while the rest of us went to see the new Nanny McPhee.
Thank goodness Makayla didn't want to bust Nanny McPhee's you-know-what this time.
|Popcorn eating machine|
Bless her heart - she was so disappointed when she realized we didn't get the refillable bucket of popcorn.
Since we had already been to the movies, Saturday night turned into game night.
This was the Trouble championship. One of the rules - if you whine, you're out.
Sunday was a lazy morning. And if you don't believe that Tom is a laptop hog (the reason for my infrequent posts), just look at this picture.
He takes it to bed with him!
Tom and Kirsten went fishing Sunday. If you know me, you know I don't go anywhere if there are worms involved. Makayla and I stayed at home. Brendan took a nap so we played some games. She first kicked my butt at Candyland. And then Memory.
|These three were left without a match.|
|My pile on the left, hers on the right. Sad, huh?|