We said that phrase numerous times this weekend as I took Kari and Bryce to Glen Ellyn. We took the trip for two reasons: Uncle Mark flew in from California to meet his nephew and also because Kevin was in Kansas for work. I couldn't have been more thankful for all the help and extra sets of hands to take care of both kids. Grandpa was the nighttime lifesaver, cheerfully offering to take over not just one, but all of the night feedings the entire time we were there. Grandma tirelessly entertained Kari and soothed Bryce, all the while managing to put some great meals on the table. Uncle Mark, a novice with babies, held Bryce with ease and was so good with Kari.
The weekend went by way too fast for me (although probably not fast enough for everyone else in the house) that we didn't even get to do everything we had planned. However, one of the highlights of the weekend was taking a train ride over to Elmhurst for ice cream. Kari's interest in large machinery includes trains and so the quick trip three stops away with cold dessert sandwiched between the rides hit the spot with her.
Grandpa and Kari walking towards the train in Elmhurst.
It was great to be back in GE and spend it with family and friends. Even though Uncle Mark is halfway across the country and we don't get to see him often, it makes me appreciate the time we do get to spend together no matter how short the visit.
Giant boxes provide hours of fun.
On a different note, this afternoon Kari had her cousin Jane over to play. We got into Kari's dress up trunk and took a walk down to the bus stop to greet all the neighbor kids. Needless to say, they were a surprise hit for all to see.
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