My husband had gone on an overnight trip to Tennessee for a football bowl game. (GO CLEMSON!) At four o'clock yesterday afternoon, he walked through the door announcing that we were to be at his (step) grandparents house at five o'clock. I was still in my pjs! Yes, I was still in my pjs at four in the afternoon, I was feeling sick most of the day, so that's my excuse. Although, I can't say I'd've been properly dressed had it been a regular day. Whatever.
So, I rushed to get ready while my husband was so kind as to run both boys through the bath and get them dressed with minimal help from me at all.
Finally, we were on our way, we arrived about 25 minutes later. Both boys had fallen asleep on the way so I was forced to carry my three year old son bc he was being uber clingy and wouldn't walk. We stroll in saying 'hello' and giving hugs. The first person to meet me and my son was my husband's step-dad's bro-in-law. He's really tall. (That's irrelevant, but he's seriously, like, 6'5" and clearly the tallest person I know, so it's worth mentioning.) The point is that as he was greeting us I noticed, but was helpless to do anything bc of holding my son who is extremely heavy, that I was basically flashing all my forced cleavage to this man. I say forced bc I'm not well endowed when it comes to that area, but the way my son was laying on me caused cleavage to magically appear, to my extreme embarrassment. Needless to say I kept a check on my shirt for the remainder of the night.
Now that you've all gotten a laugh out of my embarrassment, I'll move on...
I really liked my presents: a Viva Beads bracelet and what was referred to as a Toto basket. I'm not sure what I'll actually ever use it for but I love it bc it looks different and I'll probably be sporting it like a pocketbook before long. If only it had a top like a real Toto basket.
So, after we did presents we all went to a nearby restaurant. They have a small arcade there and after we ate the kids went with their Daddy and Papa to go play. They had one of those claw machine things that you use the little joystick to try and grab a prize, and my five year old son got a stuffed snowman. I was proud of him bc he was able to get it by himself.
They also had some of those little machines you stick the money in and then turn the little knob and out pops a prize. No skill involved whatsoever. However, that's the 'game' my three year old 'played and won'. He got a little bouncy ball - I loathe those things - and he was so proud of himself bc he 'won' the ball. It was so cute!...I almost forgot! I also got a gold ring from my seven year old niece. And by 'gold' I mean plastic that's gold-colored. She got it out of one of those machines like the ball came out of. She got one for me, her mom, and herself. She can be very generous when she wants to be.
So, all in all it was a good night. We don't see that part of the family but once a year usually bc part of them live a couple hours away and we've just never really been that close. However, it was good to see them and to see how the kids have grown. My dad-in-laws niece and nephew are both teenagers. I still remember them from ten years ago when I first met them and I was the teenager. Anyway, I'm just reminiscing here. Boring.
Well, that was the extent of my excitement yesterday. Oh well, all in the life of an adrenaline junky. Ha!
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