For dinner we went out to my father in law's country club with Pat's parents and Matt, Kelly and Brady. We had a great dinner. The table was beside the door so we could let the kids go out and play on the patio when they got restless. Which was every 5 minutes or so. The chocolate milk that we ordered for Jack and Casey came in a huge glass with whipped cream on top and I think that may have fueled their inability to sit still. Brady is 20 months old and I forgot how fast a 20 month old can be. My chasing skills were a little out of practice. One minute he's running toward the street and the next he's running towards a set of stairs.
Sunday morning we got up very early so we could walk in the Susan G. Komen for the Cure Mother's Day Walk in Philadelphia. We were walking to support Pat's Aunt Kathy and another family friend. I can't remember the last time I had to wake the kids up before 7...and this was way before 7. We sweetened the deal with a train ride to the middle of Philly. Jack claimed it was his very first train ride...very different from when he went on the subway last year.
All of the breast cancer survivors were standing on the top of the steps at the Art Museum and it was very impressive to see them all up there. They descended the steps and met up with their families and then everyone set out on the walk.
We had a couple of umbrella strollers for the kids. The one Jack chose to ride in was a good 15 years old and sometimes the wheels didn't always roll the way they should have. I have to say how impressed I was with my husband who pushed this stroller the whole time, while hunched over, and not once did he curse...or tell Jack to get out and walk. I didn't tell him but that show of patience felt like a really nice Mother's Day gift for me.
It was amazing to see the huge crowd of people wearing pink to support finding a cure for breast cancer. It was also a little overwhelming to see how many people were touched by it and it's only one kind of cancer. I'm very glad we were able to meet up with family and make it to the walk this year.
After the walk we took the train back and packed up our car. Pat's Aunt Kathy invited everyone back to her house after the walk and we spent a great afternoon in her backyard. The kids played, we got to visit with everyone we probably won't see for a couple years while we're in Tennessee and there were tables and tables of delicious food. It was a great get together.
Casey picked up on Pat and Matt calling Pop Pop "Bernie" as in Bernie from Weekend at Bernie's and started telling everyone, "My Pop Pop is Bernie!" She got a kick out of making everyone laugh. Maybe you see the resemblance too...
After a stop at Ikea for a few pieces of furniture to take to the new house, a stop at the airport to drop Pat off, a drive through Widener University to find gas, 4 stops for the kids to use the bathroom, we finally arrived - exhausted - at our house. At one point Jack fell asleep using a balloon for a pillow. And they both fell asleep 10 minutes before we got home. It was a great weekend and I'm so glad that we made the trip!
All of the breast cancer survivors were standing on the top of the steps at the Art Museum and it was very impressive to see them all up there. They descended the steps and met up with their families and then everyone set out on the walk.
We had a couple of umbrella strollers for the kids. The one Jack chose to ride in was a good 15 years old and sometimes the wheels didn't always roll the way they should have. I have to say how impressed I was with my husband who pushed this stroller the whole time, while hunched over, and not once did he curse...or tell Jack to get out and walk. I didn't tell him but that show of patience felt like a really nice Mother's Day gift for me.
It was amazing to see the huge crowd of people wearing pink to support finding a cure for breast cancer. It was also a little overwhelming to see how many people were touched by it and it's only one kind of cancer. I'm very glad we were able to meet up with family and make it to the walk this year.
After the walk we took the train back and packed up our car. Pat's Aunt Kathy invited everyone back to her house after the walk and we spent a great afternoon in her backyard. The kids played, we got to visit with everyone we probably won't see for a couple years while we're in Tennessee and there were tables and tables of delicious food. It was a great get together.
Casey picked up on Pat and Matt calling Pop Pop "Bernie" as in Bernie from Weekend at Bernie's and started telling everyone, "My Pop Pop is Bernie!" She got a kick out of making everyone laugh. Maybe you see the resemblance too...
Picture from last Easter. In full disclosure, those are Jack's sunglasses |
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