Hope you all had a fantastic Mother's Day - I certainly did and all I can say is I'm very blessed to have two adorably fun girls, a husband who takes great care of us and my own mother who rocks. Since I basically took the entire day off yesterday, I don't have any pictures uploaded yet......so I will save for another time.
Instead, lucky readers, you can stare at a mound of mulch. It was delivered late Saturday afternoon and the Mr. spent a better part of 5 hours getting it all laid out so that he wouldn't have to deal with it on Sunday.....dia de mamacita.
Of course he had some helpers (we're not above enlisting the underage neighbor work pool):
You know, when you're high rollers like we are you bust out only the best for your children. Granted our yard could more than accommodate a nice pool but who needs such extravagance (um....me?) when you have your made in China plastic replica?
The lap of luxury
Now we just need the cabana boy and pina colada station....
Ryan discovered a new joy the other day when she let her endless supply of chalk relax in the water table for a few days. The result was a lovely substance in which to paint:
After your hands, why not class it up and try your feet?
all taken on an iPhone so apologies for the grainy-ness
Before Reese and I left Sunday morning to meet Papa for coffee, I carefully laid out a little diner appropriate outfit for Ryan on her bed (certainly not a 30+ year old, precious, white, dressy dress). Grant told her to go get dressed and when they were ready to leave, he found her waiting for him decked out in her own version of diner-wear.
A close up (I love that dress)
The original circa late 1970's with Grandpa Britt
Anywho, after paired with a hoodie (of course) it was spared any mess from the pancakes and eggs she enjoyed.
Moving along....we also threw a little Mexican fiesta for my cousin Ann's (we'll just say 25th birthday for the sake of keeping her happy) Saturday night. Family photo in the rain: (Ryan was INSISTENT on wearing her ballet outfit)
Reese. Plus Cake. Equals Intense Determination.
Back to our getaway to Seattle last week, the ladies were left in pajama and bakery heaven:
Quite a few people (ourselves included) have said "Reese is the son we never had" - love it. Love her.
Pajama party with Papa
When my folks told Ryan we would be coming home that evening, she said very matter-of-factly, "I can't go home yet, I still have more pajamas".
Instagram pics:
Or more aptly named "When my husband took me to see my boyfriend"....I suppose I should fill some of you in on 'Surprise Trip #1' - September 2005 my fun loving boyfriend at the time (yes it was Grant) woke me up on a Tuesday morning at 3:45 to tell me I had two hours to grab my passport, shower and pack for a week because we were off on our first 'surprise trip' (as if more were in store, lucky girl). He had taken care of it with my boss, my family, etc....It wasn't until we were in the cab that he handed me a travel guide to Peru. It wasn't until we were atop Machu Picchu that he handed me a ring. Awwww.
Fast forward 6.5 years to Wednesday morning....Grant has been traveling quite a bit for work and Wednesday was suppose to be yet another one day work trip up to Chicago. When he started trying to wake me at 5:45am I was (maybe slightly perturbed) so out of it when he said "I'm not going to Chicago, we're going on Surprise Trip #2, pack an overnight bag and we need to have the girls to your parents by 9:30am". The curiosity set in and I drilled him with questions but the man is made of stone and wouldn't give. All I knew was to pack casual and expect temps in the 60's with a chance of rain.
When we got to the airport, he still wouldn't give...wouldn't let me hold my boarding pass. The super stalker sleuth in me thought I had it nailed when he told me our flight departed at 11:40am. 'Sucker' I thought. The only three Southwest flights departing were two to Florida (not exactly 60's temps) and then Denver. Duh. We love Colorado. We have friends and family there. An easy 24 hour getaway. Nailed it. So we sat back and had a beer in the bar (never mind it was just shy of 11am - it was 5 o'clock somewhere, right?).
Of course I grilled him throughout the flight as to what we'd be doing and where we were staying while out there...he was very vague and wouldn't give any answers. When we landed at DIA he told me he needed to make a phone call so I needed to stand out of ear shot. With that, I soon heard a text message come through on my phone. The hubbie has sent me a cryptic message that I need to meet him at gate 43. Jigga what? The mystery continues. As I approached gate 43 and saw "SEATTLE" starting at me, I got giddy excited. Then another text. 'From' my BFF Gywneth Paltrow telling me I had a date with her husband that evening. Wha Wha What????? Mother freakin' Coldplay in Seattle! For a night! A-Mazing.
A. So insanely shocked and excited
B. Love, love, love Chris Martin (not sure who I have a bigger crush on....he or his wife)
C. I had only been to Seattle once before for a 24 hour work trip to an airport hotel and I'd been dying to go back and at least see the city
D. My husband rocks
E. Back to Surprise Trip #1.....in order to keep our calendar somewhat clear, the week we went back in 2005 Coldplay was in town and I loved them oh so....I thought we had tickets. But we had Peru. Fair trade (Chris would love that one). So this was full circle. I finally got to see my boyfriend. All made possible by my loving husband. Not sure many people can say that their husbands love them enough to set up surprise dates with their boyfriends.
Anyway, now for some pics:
The cute little boutique we stayed at 'The Inn at the Market'
Steps out the door was this guy:
We landed at 5pm (PST) and the concert was technically at 7pm but with opening acts we figured we had until about 8:30pm to run around Seattle. We cruised the market, window shopped and then had a delicious dinner at the Pink Door.
Of course the Mothership (the very first Starbucks) is right there off the market. Pictures were mandatory.
Then off to the arena.....just next to this guy:
To see this guy:
Great show. Fantastic seats. Great company.
A little audio for your viewing pleasure. Of course we didn't record the best part of 'Fix You' - when it really gets going....but love it nonetheless.
So, in short:
My husband kicks serious ass.
and
It is no wonder Chris Martin is so skinny, he did not stop moving the entire time.
Seattle was amazing and because I love the little stink pots below so much, 24 hours was perfect. By the time we woke up yesterday morning, walked back to the market, had breakfast, got our coffee, we were ready to make the trek back. Love you Grant!
PS - the girls pictured above were not fazed, nor did they miss, that their parents were missing for a little over 24 hours. They were at Grandma and Papas and that is like seeing Coldplay in person to them. A special thank you to my folks for making this possible!
