Southern Housewife: Pictures from the weekend

Well, this post will be predominately about our children. We had quite a fun and eventful weekend. We took the kids to PF Changs for my parents anniversary on Friday night. The night started out great despite the fact that the kids only got one nap and they ALWAYS take two each day. But, that wasn't really so bad. What was bad just happened to be the fresh veggies my mother had fed my children the day before. Full of fiber veggies. Oh yeah, it's just what you're thinking. From the straining and the red face, it was pretty evident our daughter has just had her daily constitution while we were eating our chicken fried rice and veggie wraps. It's gross, I know, but so it was. Discreetly, the husband and I plan to get her from her highchair; I will excuse myself to the restroom, change her diaper, and return to enjoy my chocolate cake with no one the wiser. The Great wall of Chocolate, to be exact. The only reason I will eat at this restaurant is for this luscious, seven layer chocolate on chocolate cake with raspberry sauce and fresh berries. But first I must change a diaper. Well, as the husband tries to get Kensi from the highchair a look of disgust, horror and panic cross his face over the course of about 1.3 seconds. "Uh, honey," he says. "Help me! There's stuff all over the highchair!" And there was. I will not go into details. Suffice it to say, it was pretty embarrassing. But it just gets better. My brother was also present at this dinner, with his friend Leigh Ann, who is meeting the parents for the first time. So, as I help the hubby get our child from her highchair, my mother sensing something amiss, runs over to help. Leigh Ann, God bless her, also comes over to assist in any way she can and they both realize what has happened. Through a forced smile I laugh, "Welcome to my world!!" Leigh Ann and my mother clean up the mess while I take Kensi to the restroom. It's just too embarrassing! But what a great help they were in getting everything taken care of. Well, after things were handled, we were able to relax for a moment and try to enjoy our cake. And as embarrassing and disgusting as this whole scene was, I still feel that something good did come from all of this: Bonding. The comraderie that is formed from cleaning up baby poo just can't be duplicated. So now for some pictures!! (not of the poo, of us! Come on now. I won't go that far!)

Here the hubby poses with his arm looking quite awkward.

My handsome big brother David and beautiful Leigh Ann pose for a shot.

Here is the happy couple. Celebrating 33 years of wedded bliss. (get it? 3 and 3?)

She is quite happy eating her banana and wearing her monkey dress.

The hubby is trying to tell our daughter, who just discovered her finger fits perfectly inside her left nostril, that it is not appropriate table behavior! He is however, demonstrating facially what is appropriate table behavior!