Jim was out of town this past weekend on a golf trip with my brother-in-law and my dad, and Molly missed him so. She kept saying, “Daddy working” or “Daddy at work?” Try as I might, I couldn’t get that girl to say “golf” or “beach.” She’ll repeat any other words I say, you know, but she was convinced that Daddy was at work. A woman in the cleaning aisle at Target on Friday got a good chuckle out of mine and Molly’s conversation.
Molly: ”Mommy here. Molly {which sounds like Ma-ee} here. Daddy at work.”
Me: ”No, baby…Daddy is playing GOLF. He’s at the BEACH.”
MJ: ”Daddy work.”
Me: ”Golf. Beach.”
MJ: ”DADDY!”
Me: ”Daddy playing golf.”
MJ: ”Daddy working. Play? Play!? Read? Down. Cart. Down. Ma-ee play.”
I heard laughter at this point and the woman was trying so hard to keep a straight face.
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Molly and I had our own fun weekend plans. On Thursday night, Mom, Bev and the kids came over with take-out and we spent the evening outside playing kickball and planting flowers.
I’m so clever: I bought my annuals and conveniently invited my sister over to help me pot them. {Thanks a ton, Beverly! I *really* appreciate it!}
Before the kickball game got too exciting, I had to pick up the dog poop in the backyard so Jackson and Benjamin {and Nana and Beverly – oh, yes, I wish I had had the video camera out!} wouldn’t step in it. I was bending over, getting what I thought was the last of it, when Molly walks up to me with a piece of Allie’s poop in her hand. She was just holding it out to me, as if to say, “Here Mom, you missed some.” My mom and I about died and my mom swooped Molly up and got her in the house to wash her hands.
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The rest of our weekend was spent with dear friends. My college friends came to town and we had a quiet, relaxing, fun-filled weekend. Wait. There were three toddlers in my house. It was not quiet, but we had a blast anyway. Julia and I have been trying to get together for months now, so I pretty much told her she needed to come and bring the girls this weekend. So then we invited Emily and Marylu {and Jules was kind enough to pick them up on the way here} and Chrissy came over and it was a Hinton James/University Commons/Carolina girls reunion complete with trading clothes, eating chips and salsa, and drinking wine.
This weekend together was a little different than weekends in the past, but it wasn’t any less fun or special. I love that we have been friends for over ten years now and how easily we fall into a comfortable place with each other. The weather was gorgeous, so we spent most of the weekend outside. I almost burnt the house down making bacon, the toddlers ran around in their diapers after getting soaked at the water table, and we just talked.
Thanks, girls, for coming to town! Molly and I enjoyed our visit and hope to see you again SOON!
