Like most other 3-day weekends, this one was relaxing and exhausting. I had a blast with my 3 girls and hopefully they managed to have a little fun with me, too.

Saturday morning we ventured outside to play before the sun started beating down. Ladybug and I played in the sandbox while Kelley pushed Butterfly on the swing and spun tales involving care bears, the Disney friends, and dragons made of candy. Right before lunch, Kelley pulled dug out a bubble machine from it’s package. While it was a great idea, the machine provided as many frustrations as it did bubbles. (Approximately one gazillion, according to the package.) It required C batteries, AA batteries, then the bubble solution started leaking out of the base, then the fan didn’t work, more fluid leaking…. Finally, we had bubbles as long as I stood there turning the little dial and allowed bubble juice to drip on my shoes.

That evening we topped off a fun day by cooking breakfast. (Pancakes, hashbrowns, and daddy’s top-secret, super-cheesy, scrambled eggs.) I made some mini-pancakes for butterfly, which she marveled over for about 15 seconds before she devoured them. Ladybug didn’t care what shape hers came in as long as there was some in front of her.

Sunday morning we ventured off to church. For about an hour, I was required to practice playing guitar for an upcoming performance. It’s always fun to play with other people, but it’s really cool when Kelley and her friend sing along. Mark your calendars for June 8th at the Z. We’ll be doing an acoustic set (one song) and it’s going to rock (in a reverent kind of way.) During nap/rest time, Kelley let me sneak out and cut the grass. You’d be surprising how relaxing that is for me.

Sunday afternoon and evening we decided that we should go shopping. Actually, we didn’t go shopping. We went to stores to walk around and waste time but not buy anything. It’s a really good hobby. While Butterfly and Kelley battled with fun noodles, Ladybug and I toddled around the rest of an expansive sporting goods store. Ladybug picked up every ball she saw and said “Hey” to every person she met. The night ended with a meal at the Cracker Barrel. It’s an interesting restaurant with tons of history, but Lance wasn’t there to fill us in, so no good stories for you. And while it didn’t help my craving much, a small bowl of baked apples did help hold me over for a while. Doesn’t that picture make them look appealing? (Pun intended)

While the girls played outside again on Monday morning, I managed to do a little more yard work. At least it seemed like “a little” at the time. This morning, my back is screaming at me for doing too much. We ate lunch, had rest time, and then went to a pool party/cook-out. Butterfly ventured into the pool with only her water wings. Ladybug would have ventured into the pool with nothing, but her over-protective father kept holding on to her.

So, all of that to say that it was a wonderful weekend spent with my family. Now I need a week of work to help me recover.