Manic Monday

Yesterday at Sea World/Chuck E Cheese was so much fun.

I am still exhausted.

Baby-Wearing nap. The only way he will nap while we are out and about
 is when I am wearing him. I will probably cry the day he gets too big for this. :(



Watching Shamu, attempting to drink his milk AND suck his thumb at the same time!




Enjoying Chuck E Cheese!

Getting out with our friends was so much fun. Everyone crashed when we got home, but the day was well worth the exhaustion. DJ was a bit disappointed when he couldn't ride any of the rides in the kiddie area at Sea World, but we sure made up for it at Chuck E Cheese. He has a blast riding on the moving car rides, and pumping a bone to shoot balls into a doggie's mouth.

Our house is a mess, the laundry is piled up, lists need to be made, and stuff needs to get packed. Our crazy busy weekend prevented me from getting everything done that I wanted to. But I have come to the conclusion...

Who cares? I have a 10 (11 on Friday. Eek!) month old. Of course there are toys strewn across the living room, towels pulled off the stove in the kitchen, and crumbs from breakfast on the dining room floor. Anyone who walks in right now would see me typing away furiously on my computer, looking at photos of our fun from yesterday, sipping coffee, and sorting through a million coupons (Talk about multi-tasking).

I would much rather spend my days playing with my son and taking some time for myself when he naps, rather than cleaning, and re cleaning, and re cleaning up the messes we both make.