Weekending is coming back for a roaring return! Weee! Last week was supposed to be the re-launch, but … last week exploded. So today this is from not last weekend, but the weekend before. Before we elected a bigot and just an overall TERRIBLE PERSON to be our leader. [insert sardonic smiley face here]
(Photo by Gabriel)
I thought that November would be more chill for us after the whirlwind of October, but turns out – NOPE. Last weekend we went to our family friend’s birthday party at the local indoor play space!
Hank turned four! We are now going to 4-year-old birthday parties. When did all of the babies grow up?
Gabe was initially terrified, as is his hesitant-kid-way. But then quickly got into the fun of shooting nerf balls at other kids across a moat.
There was also cake. The true star of the show.
On Sunday we went to the Space Needle, via the Monorail – which Gabe asks to go on every day. Every single day.
(The true essence of my kids)
(THE TRAIN YOU GUYS IT IS HERE)
(Gabe calls the Space Needle “Seattle” so we get a lot of “MAMA LOOK SEATTLE!” whenever we are driving around.)
We have also been doing our best to be weekend warriors in yard work over at the house. Though we are equipped with very few yard work tools, we are doing our best. We bought a push broom and a very fancy rake. And have been trying to tackle the fall offerings of tree mess that is all over our drive away and backyard before it all goes to complete shit.
I know we haven’t been awesome at showing you the “finished” product from our long and involved and much-moaned about house hunt. BUT WE WILL. For now, enjoy these scenes from our backyard.
Gabe was napping so miss Fae got to wander about uninterrupted and actually help pick up leaves and sweep without her brother mowing her over.
I live for these weekends. Even when I am so tired. Even when the world is darker and wetter and colder now. Even my little goobers skip naps and make me want to abandon them at a fire house.