Stone Mountain

We took a weekend trip to Atlanta.  Weston tolerated the 6 hour drive very well.  While there we visited Stone Mountain.  I haven't been there in 20 years or so and I thought Mike and Weston would love it.  It was a perfect day- great weather and not crowded. 

I was surprised to see how many people (from the West) have never heard of Stone mountain! So I added the link so you can find out more. 

We took a train around the park.  Weston loved it.  I have a picture of him excited to be on the train and then another picture of him after the train got started and he realized how loud it was!  But you can see him holding on to daddy, which always makes everything okay.  

I added a picture of the family by the train. (Pictures of myself are few and far between- 9 weeks until baby)



We took the cable car to the top of the mountain.  Here are pictures of the cars from the ground and a picture of the mountain from the cable car.  



Once at the top, we hiked down.  People kept giving me funny looks as they hiked up when they saw my pregnant belly.  

The top of the mountain was fun.  Weston loved exploring. I got lots of fun pictures from the top. 

Another attraction was this little farm.  Again you can see Weston is unsure of the goat, but he has got ahold of daddy's finger, so it's okay.  I love the look on his face as he stares down at a pig. 

We were able to go home after the farm and put Weston (and ourselves) down for a nap.  Then we headed back to the park with some KFC and camping chairs to watch the laser show.  Unfortunately, the battery in the camera died right after that last shot of Weston checking out the pig, so I couldn't get a picture of the laser show. I downloaded this one from the internet.  Isn't it cool?!?!  I was afraid Weston would be afraid of the loud noises and the fireworks, but he stayed snuggled on daddy's lap and loved the show.  

The Gusher

I always knew this day would come.  The time that Weston would fall and hit his head so bad that I couldn't fix it with snuggles and kisses. 

I'd like to blame my pregnancy for how poorly I handled myself. I suppose I did okay during the storm- getting the geyser of blood from between his eyes to stop.  The melt down came afterwards when I didn't know what do about it.  He needed stitches, but an ER visit would have cost us thousands of dollars.  Luckily, we know a few nurses that were willing to clean and tape him up to get him through the night.  Then this morning I took him over to urgent care where they glued him back together.  

Easter Saturday

We had a great Easter Saturday. First, we gave Weston his Easter basket. He loved discovering his chocolate bunny ears. Next, we were off to a friends' house where they had a fabulous BBQ and Easter Egg Hunt! Weston had a blast. The Weather was perfect. Weston really got into the Egg hunt this year. See: Last year's egg hunt

Enjoying the rewards of the hunt!




Chasing Bubbles

Easter Time Updates

I got this recipe off another friend's blog a while back and it is fantastic *smooches to Heather*

Fluffy Sugar Cookies

1 cup white sugar

1 cup powdered sugar

1 cup oil

1 cup butter

1 teaspoon salt

2 eggs

1 teaspoon vanilla

Beat together with mixer. Add:

1 teaspoon baking soda

4 cups flour

Dough is very soft.  Roll in balls.  Bake at 375 for 8 minutes.  

Note: This recipe makes 60 cookies.  I always cut it in half.

This was the extent of my Easter baking.  

In other news, Mike built me a garden box in the back yard.  I told Mike my ideas of where and how I wanted without thinking about the cost factor.  I underestimated how much dirt it was going to take to fill my new box!  Oh well. It looks great and I am super excited to transplant my veggies into the box today. 

Those are roses across the back fence and eventually we will add stepping stones to separate the veggies from the roses.  

We also spotted this in the yard: our baby apple tree sprouted some pretty apple blossoms. 

Strategy for Sanity

Today as I was sweeping up the remains of my almost garden, I thought of something. You know how the experts say we should count to 10 before getting angry? Well, I guess my strategy will have to be stop and take a picture. It gives me enough time to compose myself and put things in perspective. Like, oh well, at least now I can blog about it. :)

So here are some past pictures of the times I was able to stop, breathe, and take a picture.

My 'almost beautiful' garden.

Weston and my CDs.

Weston and the spaghetti.

Weston and the DVDs.

Weston and the baby powder.





Weston and my wallet.

Weston and the baby wipes.