Cape Hatteras 2012

Two months ago, M took D on vacation.  I made the very tough decision to stay home (37 1/2 weeks pregnant) because the rental house was 2 hours from the nearest hospital. The occasion was to celebrate and honor Mom and Dad Weyler for the 50 years of commitment they have made to each other in marriage.  What a legacy!!!  The Weyler clan rented a HUGE house in Cape Hatteras, NC right on the beach for a week.  Thanks, Sarah, for doing all the immense amount of planning!  There were birthdays to celebrate, yummy meals to cook/eat, games
 to play, a hot tub to relax in, a pool to splash in,
 and of course, the beach to explore. 

Michael and David had a fantastic time!

 

Did I mention that M went bodysurfing on day 2 of the vacation and lost his only glasses???

A child's devotion

David was eating breakfast in the kitchen. I ran into the bedroom to grab socks. David followed me. I told him to go back and eat so we could go to church. He returned to the table. On my way back to the table I noticed a letter that had to be mailed. I told him I would be right back but had to run the letter to the mailbox. He followed me outside. When I reminded him that he should be inside eating instead of following me around, his response was, "Mommy, I like you."

WARNING: the tale of an underage drinker

Michael had a 20 year high school reunion last night.  Since it happened to be nearby at Baker Street Pub and Grill we decided to get a babysitter for the two olders and take little Abigail with us.  The atmosphere was an initial shock because I had forgotten you were even allowed to smoke in restaurants...it was quite smokey although, it was far better in the private corner his classmates had reserved.  Michael and I joked on the way in since it boldly said on the door "We ID."  He said, "with the baby, we don't exactly look under 21" (or something to that effect).  The reunion started at 8:00...clearly not meant for couples who are already about to crash at that point from chasing little kids around all day. :) 

Michael had a nice time socializing with the 20 or so people who were there from his class of 44 people.  I too socialized a bit all while hearing "oohs" and "aahs" over the precious little baby.  Abigail slept quite nicely in my arms-despite the loud talking and even louder music.  We were the early ones and the party really started getting going around 9ish as more folks arrived.  (we had not even sat down to eat yet--maybe they never did?)  At 9:10, while I was listening in on Michael's conversation with some friends, I was tapped on the shoulder by someone.  The fellow was wearing the black shirt that I had noticed a few employees running around in. 
He said, "At 9:00 we close this place down to anyone under 21." 
I just said, "OK"--while thinking quickly in my head whether that comment applied to me and even if I look young, why he could think that I was under 21 yo. 
He continued, "that means I am going to have to ask you to leave soon." 
At this point, it dawned on me..."you mean because of the baby???" 
"Yes." 
With a sleeping one month old in my arms, I just found the whole situation so hilarious that I asked, "Are you serious?"
"Yes."

And so (even though we had not planned to stay much longer anyway), I felt badly for M who was forced to say some rushed goodbyes amidst consternation by everyone else too at the absurdness of the situation.  We left at 9:30ish.  My little A was an UNDERAGE rebel for 30 minutes of her little life. 

12 going on 16

Speaking as someone who had no teeth until I was two years old (well, you get the point) and having a first-born son who takes after me, I am truly amazed! E (only 16 months old) has had a mouth of teeth for a while, but today when I looked more closely, I realized she already has 12 teeth with 4 more bumps of cutting teeth! Where did they all come from? Maybe she won't be missing the same two teeth as M and I...