This was a whirlwind weekend, to say the least.
Things started off on Friday night with Sunshine and I dressing to the nines to attend an awards banquet for my work’s industry. My company won twice, so I was happy with how things turned out. Sunshine looked amazing in her dress (the same one she got engaged in) and I wore my suit, and while we don’t have any good photos of us from that night just trust me in saying that we looked good. VERY good.
We got home and were in bed by midnight, but the alarm went off at 5am. Why? This was supposed to be my weekend with the Ankle Biter and both Sunshine and I had previous decided that we were going to take the girls up with us to spend the weekend together as a family. Well…because of this event, we made the agreement to go up first thing on Saturday morning so we could still spend a good chunk of the weekend together.
So off we went at 6am (with the girls still wearing their pajamas) on a 2 1/2 hour drive. We picked up Ankle Biter at 9am, drove quickly to my “previous residence” (no, the house still hasn’t sold yet), got the girls to change into some actual clothing, and then took off to catch a morning movie (with proceeds going to charity) at the local theatre. We saw a 10am showing of Arthur Christmas, which was an extremely entertaining film.
Once finished, we went shopping for a bit before picking up some groceries and heading back to the house. Once there, we broke out the gingerbread houses that we had previously purchased for the weekend and went to town on makin’ some artistic magic!
For supper we had some pizza. Of course, a supper with our family just wouldn’t be the same if we didn’t all decide to take photographs of ourselves EATING SUPPER. No…nothing fancy, just eating pizza. Exciting, right?
Even though we had already seen one movie, we figured that we would settle in for a family movie night to help end the day. We let the kids decide and they all agreed on Night At The Museum part 2 (which makes both Sunshine and myself happy because Amy Adams looks HAWT in that movie). It may have only been a little after 8pm by the time the movie ended, but we were all absolutely exhausted at this point. It had been one long-ass day and we were all ready for bed…
As we were having breakfast the next morning, I received a sad phone call. Ankle Biter’s grandfather (i.e. my ex’s dad) had passed away through the next. He was 91. What this meant was that our weekend took a change in direction. We took Ankle Biter back to his mom’s at 10am Sunday morning before heading out to visit my dad and his fiance for the day. Thankfully, we were able to get one more picture of the kids together before dropping him off…
Well…we wouldn’t have been satisfied if we hadn’t taken a picture without the kids “letting loose” at least one time:
After visiting my dad, we went to visit my aunt and uncle. We then made our way home, ate some supper, and called it a weekend.
While not the full weekend we had envisioned, we certainly made the most of the time we had together. We’re looking forward to expanding upon that when Christmas (and my daughter) rolls around!