We should have known it would be a doozie when the 5K race we walked in as a family was greeted with 40 MPH winds Saturday morning. Somehow we made it through but all were pretty wiped out. We then decided to head to Indy and spend the night at a hotel. This would give Kari a chance to show off her swimming skills in the pool. It also would give Holly a chance to do some shopping, as well as allow the Kecklers to see Kent (and Nicole and Ella) Robinson, Kevin's cousin.
The swimming went great. She still remembers how to kick, splash and jump from her lessons earlier this spring. Kari's meltdown(s) began to occur while Mommy did some shopping and certainly kept Daddy occupied. Things got better once Kari could play with Ella, who is about 6 months older. They scurried in and out of the Robinson Castle, kicked a ladybug soccer ball around and ate hamburgers and sweet corn on the grill. All in all, it was great to see Kent and Nicole (who is getting closer and closer to having her twins in just more than a month!).
Saturday evening back at the hotel was a bit interesting. Holly told me to go downstairs and enjoy a cold beer at the bar while she read books and put Kari to bed. 30 minutes and 1 1/2 adult beverages later, my phone rang. "Um, she's literally screaming out loud and will not go to sleep, please get up here." That was about 9:30. Kari proceeded to stay up crying, kicking, screaming, yelling, walking in the dark, opening the front door, then the bathroom door, etc., for the next 60 minutes.
Perhaps those of you who have gone through the terrible twos are just laughing out loud. But honestly, this was the first time Kari has truly acted like that. It was not easy for either of us and ultimately Kari chose to wrap herself up in the down comforter on the floor than sleep in her own queen bed. Breakfast at the hotel Sunday morning wasn't much better, which was a surprise since it's her favorite meal of the day. Laying down in the booth, kicking, not eating, only wanting m&m's from Mom's trail mix... Sigh.
Thankfully the day ended well as Kari and her parents had a great meal at Gran and Beep Beep's (Dad and Cheryl) house. She rode her tricycle, kicked balls, threw a frisbee, filled the Keckler birdfeeders, and boy did she eat. An adult size helping of wild rice and broccoli, some of the grilled orange roughy (delicious) and apple crisp for dessert filled Kari's belly... which she proceeded to stick in and out for everyone while shirtless after dinner. Classic stuff.
All in all a very fun, eventful 48 hours on this Mother's Day weekend. Perhaps the most enjoyable part for me was whispering to Kari to come to my side of the bed at the hotel Sunday morning. Once she got there without waking up Mommy, I told her to go tap Holly on the arm and say "Happy Mother's Day". Thankfully she actually listened to that request and woke Holly up with a fairly accurately spoken "Happy Mother's Day!". Hearing her say it to Grammy Pammy, Gran and Grandma at other times throughout the day made my weekend.
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