Well, what’s a Week in the Life project without a WEEKEND… isn’t that the best part after all?
The weekend was a mix of fun, frustration, friends and owies. I guess you could say the big event was our anti-climactic urgent care tour.
The 30-second story: Big Roo has hand in side of fridge door as Daddy Roo is closing it. Big pinch on Big Roo’s pinky finger. Finger starts swelling, Big Roo keeps crying. Decided to go to the urgent care we usually go to. They suddenly don’t take our insurance anymore (only the LARGEST insurance provider in NC too!). They suggest other places- go to one– closed. Go to other– they don’t do X-ray. Drive to a final one and wait an hour. By this time Big Roo says it doesn’t hurt and wiggles it fine. They say it’ll be another hour to see a doctor. After urgent care ring-around-the-rosy, we go home and all is well the rest of the night. (we’ll just call the doctor tomorrow)
On to the weekend…
Big Roo decided to help me get Trajan his breakfast.
The picture QUALITY isn’t great, but it tells such a sweet story of brotherly love.
We spontaneously decided to accompany Daddy to the mall while he got his haircut. We playing in the play area and then shopped a little.
Apparently, Little Roo thinks this catalog is worth eating. This feat earned him the nickname “magazine baby” by Big Roo.
Somehow this thing made its way inside the house again and has been circling through the downstairs ever since.
We had friends come over on Saturday night for pizza and hanging out. Big Roo kept asking when his friend would get there and anxiously looked out the window.
All I have to say is if there’s a Costco near you, buy the giant box of Ghirardelli brownies. Nom nom.
I love seeing how curious this boy is. Trajan the dog is at the door (our friends just showed up) and Little Roo has GOT to know what’s goin’ on.
The dads are showing the boys the cool new Geotrax toys on the computer. Good times.
Sunday, lazy, Sunday.
Daddy had to work today (from home but it was still work) so I took the kids to the front yard for some fun. Then I started sweating too much (HUMID) and begged Big Roo to come back inside. Ha. Somewhere between all this I managed to half way clean the house. HALF way. Don’t ask me about the laundry.
Big Roo’s thing lately is he likes to help us cook. Here he’s “stirring” butter into the peas.
Aaand, there’s the boo boo. A fat finger, a little gash… smothered in boo boo kisses and some Neosporin.
In an attempt to milk this project for all it’s worth, tomorrow I’ll share some final thoughts and give you some tips for capturing memories in YOUR life, regardless of whether or not you ever attempt a Week in the Life.