Stephen Small's House

Last week M left for a business trip up North. All week. Oh my.  I know a lot of you are thinking I'm a huge baby because your husband does this all the time. Well, you are right. I am a huge baby when it comes to M leaving, especially now that we have a baby.  In the end, J was an angel all week. Seriously, long naps, no late afternoon meltdowns, smooth bedtimes. Angel.

On Thursday, J and I declared an early weekend and headed a little further South to visit Sarah Barry, Stephen and Stephen Small.

As I've mentioned before, SB and I have been friends since 7th grade and were college roommates 3 out of 4 years.  Seeing our babies steal sippy cups from one another is still mind-blowing.

Two toddlers together is funny.

As always, I wish I'd taken more pictures. This is the only (literally) "decent" bath picture I have... and, SB has one of the 4 of us on her camera.

I did photograph our big activity, a craft SB had planned for the boys.

We just let them go free on the porch...

We knew there was potential for things to get out of hand...

Although, we did underestimate just how quickly things could take a turn for the wild...

But I think they had some fun in those 3 minutes...

In between baths and finger paintings we ate. And ate. SB fixed her turkey burgers with honey mustard and sweet potato fries. Yum.

Oh, and we went to Wal-Mart. Voluntarily.  It was for a project for baby girl, more on that later...

Roosta and I arrived home Saturday morning in time to greet M home from his trip.

The rest of the weekend was spent relaxing. You know, loungin' around, snacking.

Thanks SB for such a fun time at your house!