Friday- Tom and I got to eat real people food out at a nice restaurant to celebrate a friend's birthday while my parents babysat the bambinos. After dinner we rushed home to watch the Cardinals clinch the national league championship and head to the world series. Go cards!
Saturday- We bundled up and headed out to Grant's farm. My sister and our friends Derek, Marcelle and Brock came along with us and beside the temperature, it was a lovely time and day.
Waiting for the tram to start our tour. They had the Clydesdales all harnessed up for a commercial they were shooting down at the farm that day so we got to see that during our drive.
Reese liked feeding the goats but we did not go in the pen this time as we saw how muddy everyone going in there was getting. The dirt was not dry enough for us to tempt that fate. Donovan wanting nothing to do with feeding the goats and flat out refused. So I go to do it. I liked it.
Donovan did feed the lama, or the alpaca, whatever it was. Reese did too, but again, both wimped out before the food was all gone so I got to feed some too.
We discovered they had camel rides and of course the kids wanted to do it. We learned the camel's name was Sara. She was so nice of a ride that the kids went for a second ride a little later. Donovan was a bobble head the whole time and he was exaggerating it majorly so the two of them just cracked up the whole time about that.
After Grant's farm we all went for lunch at a local restraunt where Reese started her "I am over due for a nap" meltdown. After lunch it was home for naps. After naps we all got bundled up again and went to my work friend Julia's house for a pig roast. Two of the surgeons I work with were there so we got a nice visit with everyone and there were plenty of toys and kids for both Reese and Donovan to run around and play with. The kids were pretty self sufficient and even Reese we were comfortable loosing site of every once in a while. It was a nice change of pace for the hip tumor she usually turns in to around new people. Over all a great night.
Sunday- Sunday's weather was an even prettier day and was a little warmer so we could not have asked for a more beautiful day. Tom donated platelets for the first time so the kids and I hung around the house in the morning and painted a picture for him, took baths and played. I got them down for early naps so we could get ready for the main event of the day, which was going to Purina farms for a special Halloween afternoon. The kids both dressed in their costumes and in addition to all the usual fun stuff they have there, there was a little "haunted" house where they could get candy as they walked through. There was also food and face painting. We went with our friends the H's; Kris, Lynn, Penelope and their new baby Charolette.
Kitty Reese petting a bunny and a chicken in the petting area.
Donovan, dressed as a ninja turtle (Donatello) getting his face painted with the Batman symbol.
Dono, Reese and Penelope eating some snacks and waiting for the dog show to start.
Before the dog show started they had a costume contest. Donovan decided he wanted to be in the contest last minute so Reese, Donovan, and not-in-a-costume Penny (she wanted to keep her costume "clean") went and lined up to be in the contest and got a free frisbeef! A cute little boy dressed as a lion won but our kids looked pretty dang cute if I do say so myself.
After the show Reese got her face painted and we had a cute little photo shoot.
Then it was a hay ride with the whole gang and then heading home for dinner and sleeping. Poor Reese started looking strange after dinner and I realized that the little girl was on fire. She had spiked a temp and was so pathetic. I wiped off her kitty face paint while she was going to the bathroom and when she had realized what I had done so was so distraught. Combine that with her feeling suddenly terrible and she was such a sad sight. Sitting there, naked, on the potty, crying, she asked me, "Am I still a kitty?" I told her she was but when we brushed teeth and she finally realized what she was looking at in the mirror is was sobsville all over again. Poor little kitty. She ended up with a fever all of monday (got up to 103 plus) but she was under the wonderful care of Dr. Mimi so she was back to practically normal with no fever today.
And that's the recap of the latest weekend adventures.
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