Saturday, the girls and I met and had lunch at the Country Rose Tea Room. I had a Cranberry Turkey Croissant (I'm starting to notice that I mention a lot about food in this blog. I guess that happens when your 37.5 weeks pregnant). It was so delicious and I will definitely get it again, when I go back. Afterwards, I came home and worked on getting some of Taylor's stuff together and making a list of items that I still needed. As soon as Mason woke up from his nap, we were out the door to BabiesRus and Target. Hangers were at the top of the list, because she has so many outfits, and I was tired of having them in bags. I think we have almost everything we need. I still need to get a couple more burp cloths, nursing pads, and some nursing tank tops.
Sunday, we played hookie from church. With it being cold season, I didn't want to run the chance of Mason getting sick before Taylor's arrival. The past couple of weeks that we have gone, he always comes down with something, even if it is minor, I don't want to take any chances. Instead, we had a nice breakfast and walked to the park by our house. Mason points towards the park every time we pass it, and there is no way I can take him on my own these days, so it was a nice outing for all of us. Mason was having so much fun on the swings, climbing the stairs and of course going down the slides. However, one of the slides he went down brought our time at the park to a close. Once he got to the bottom of the slide, I noticed his shorts were soaking wet. I figured it was a water puddle from rain the past week. However, after further inspection, we discovered that some boy probably thought it would be funny to pee at the bottom of the slide. It was disgusting.
I didn't bring a change of clothes, because we were so close to the house. So we walked him to the bathroom and took off his shorts and washes his hands, arms and legs, and then put him back in the stroller. He didn't like this at all and started throwing a fit. I felt so bad for him, because I know all he wanted to do was play, but there was no way I would have him running around the park in a shirt and diaper. So, we decided to walk around the outskirts of our neighborhood and take the long way home. This allowed us to walk by the Dog Park, which Mason loves. He is absolutely fascinated with dogs. It calmed him down and he was back to his normal self in minutes.
As we walked up our driveway and opened the garage, we realized it would be fun if we just spent the rest of the time outside. I brought out shorts for Mason and all of his balls to play with. He had so much fun running around the yard, tossing the balls, chasing after them, or kicking them. I decided to make a picnic lunch and Mason was so excited to sit a big boy chair and eat his lunch. It was definitely a fun day in our house. With Taylor's arrival getting closer and closer, I wanted to make sure that Mason had some quality time with both of us and as a family of three. It's crazy to think that soon we will be a family of four.
