Grandma & Grandpa Olson were VERY EXCITED to see us, as well as the growing "baby bump" that is reportedly MUCH BIGGER than it was at Christmastime. (Perhaps, wearing horizontal stripes wasn't helping my cause, but YES... baby bump IS bigger, as is the hole-selection on my belt.)
FRIDAY
Friday, we ran some errands in the morning and then, met Grandpa Olson at Culver's for lunch. We took Sydney home - in hopes of him taking a nap before the 3pm wedding - but the little stinker had other plans. He sat in his crib, talking to his babies... Tigger, Elmo and Uncle Mike's old nostalgic Dapper Dan doll. Grandma Olson & I watched him through the crack of the door while Mike slept on the bed (oblivious to the fact that Sydney was NOT SLEEPING). Sydney would pick the doll/stuffed animal(s) up, one by one, and look them squarely in the eye, talk jibberish to them, give them a hug (or pat them, as if burping) and then lay them down. I reminded Sydney on MULTIPLE OCCASIONS that he needed to nap so that we could go dancing. I told him that his babies were going to have to go sleep somewhere else because they are tired, too. After a few warnings, the babies were taken to Grandma's bed. But I could STILL hear Sydney talking. Peering through the crack of the door, he was crawling around the crib and pointing at all of the ducks on his blanket, announcing "Duck, Duck, Duck...."
After an hour and 15 minutes of screwing around, he was JUST starting to settle down! Needless to say, it hardly seemed fair to wake him from such a short nap so, we decided that Mike would stay home from the church-part of the wedding so that Sydney could nap.
It was a BEAUTIFUL WEDDING... Rachel made a beautiful bride, Aunt Sue & Kristen both looked super cute and all of their hard work had paid off - because everything looked PERFECT! (They did ALMOST EVERYTHING themselves and it looked fabulous!)
Here is the happy couple - during the ceremony.
(My baby bump is DEFINITELY larger than Rachel's baby bump... and we're only a week apart!)
After the ceremony, we gathered some stuff from the church and delivered it to the reception for them. It looked BEAUTIFUL inside the new Veteran's Terrace. Then, Grandma & Grandpa dropped me off to get Mike and Sydney ready to go. While they went for cocktails at a nearby restaurant with Uncle Jim, Aunt Barb & Auntie Karin, we went to the reception hall and reserved ourselves a table. As the room filled up, we were pretty glad that we had done that - and even more glad that we had a diaper bag full of books to set out at various place settings as place-holders.
While holding Sydney, he all-of-a-sudden gasps and points clear across the room. He had spotted Aunt Sue from across the crowded room. "Do you want to go see Aunt Sue?" I asked. (He nodded.) I set him down and he ran between all of the tables, making a B-line straight to her. (She was equally excited to see him; they are BUDDIES! Sydney LOVES Aunt Sue!!!)
Sydney was VERY PATIENT, sitting at our table, signing that he wanted to eat. I talked to the servers, asking them what the order of the tables was - discovering that we had quite a while to wait. They gave us permission to sneak into line after the head table and parent's table went through. Mike did sneak over to steal a pickle for Sydney to snack on while we waited for the food lines to start moving.
Also, Aunt Sue & Kristen both kindly dropped food off at our table for Sydney; unfortunately, all he would eat there was a little roast beef, some cheese & crackers & PICKLES!
He was fascinated watching it snow outside the large windows. Some smokers decided to take a short-cut in/out a nearby door. Sydney thought it was a perfect opportunity to EAT THE SNOW that they tracked in off of their shoes! Ah, the mind of a 19-month-old...
(Sydney with beautiful cousin - maid of honor - Kristen.)
Eventually, we could tell that Sydney was getting tired. (We already knew that he hasn't been feeling himself lately... he had lost a little of his spunk and had red cheeks for half of the week, most likely from teething.) He wasn't his typical smiling self...
We diapered him and dressed him in his jammies. Then, made our rounds to say GOODBYE. He was pretty snuggly and tired - ready to go home and go to bed.
(Sydney LOVES to Skype with Aunt Sue & Rachel; He gets SUPER EXCITED to see them! Now that Rachel is married and taking her laptop with her... we'll have to see how often we can SAY HELLO on the computer. Maybe she will visit her parents and bring her laptop with her from time to time...)
SATURDAY
Saturday, we were surprised when Sydney took Mike by the hand - from the basement, up the stairs, through a room full of people in the kitchen, up another flight of stairs and indicated that he wanted to go to bed. His NAPTIME was overdue, but we were pretty proud that HE was the one that indicated that he was tired and wanting to sleep.
Sydney suffered from "monkey butt" on Saturday. His butt was BRIGHT RED and obviously VERY SORE! (This happened a few days after his cheeks turned red last time too. However, it also happened after he ate a lot of pickles - both times, as well. He DID eat pickles at our Culver's lunch and had 2 pickle spears at the wedding. Mental note: monitor pickle intake, as much as he loves them!)
Late in the afternoon, we diapered him and lubed him up thick with Butt Paste. He wiggled in pain, crying and yelling "OW! OW! OW!" the whole time, which is heart-breaking. Tears rolled down his cheeks, collecting in his ears; that NEVER HAPPENS! We made our voyage home again (because Mike had to work for his boss' Sunday shift).
It was a short trip that went fast. And was SUPER NICE to see my family!
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