D & B Weekend

Kristin and her mom went to Philly to visit Ben and Kim last weekend, so it was an all guys weekend. As previously mentioned the boys also had Hand Foot and Mouth disease.  Being scheduled to have the kids for an entire weekend solo, I was luckily able to make plans to ship the kids off to Great Grandma's and Grandpa's house for a sleepover on Friday night. One night down, two days to go. I got to go to the Marquette game with neighbor Mike, who has awesome seats. Sadly they lost. We also went to The Harp and Trinity. I think I was the oldest person at both bars. That makes me sad.

Before the grandparents came to pick up the boys, I had to play pretend Star Wars. I was R2D2, Cole was Luke Skywalker and Henry was either Bomb Baby or Obi-Wan-Puncher. I don't know what the fuck Bomb Baby was all about. Obi-Wan-Puncher seemed to be similar to Obi-Wan-Kenobi, just with more punching. Pretending is by far the worse activity.

Most of our weekend meals involved items Kristin would not have approved of. Hen started us off by having a plain cold hot dog for dinner. He also ate a frozen waffle at some point. Kristin barely approves of eating hot hot dogs, she would never approve of eating a cold one.

Saturday
On Saturday, the boys had swim at noon, so we started the fun activities after that. Henry picked up a "rock" after swim. He later showed me that his rock got soft because he flattened it. Then I realized he actually just picked up some chewed up gum. So gross.

We immediately headed to the theater to see the new Peanuts movie. We ate some popcorn and way too much candy. The boys liked the movie and Cole even asked if we could buy it so we could watch it at home. Both said their favorite part was at the end when everyone liked Charlie Brown and their least favorite part was when people didn't like Charlie Brown. Makes sense.

We then made a couple lightsabers.

We had breakfast food for dinner. Kristin probably would have been okay with this.

Sunday
Sunday we had to do some cleaning and grocery shopping. I would have skipped these chores, but it's not worth listening to Kristin complain about the house looking bad when she got home.

We hit up George Webbs for lunch, which is definitely a better without Kristin type of outing. She is not a fan of G Webbs. Same with our dinner choice of Sloppy Joe's.

The waitress put their pictures on the wall. They were very excited about that. Cole may really have a future in art. First, a lady bought a picture of his for 50 cents (he was asking 50 dollars) at our rummage this summer and now his work is on display at George Webbs. Not bad.

We/I, of course, watched the Packer game. That was painful. I actually wish Hen covered my eyes throughout the entire game.

I hope some day they pay a little more attention to the game itself. 

More Star Wars.

In the end, the boys were great all weekend. A couple crabby moments Sunday around dinner time, but otherwise, all went well. They listened, helped me with Sunday chores, and Cole even helped me out by getting Henry dressed.

This happens no matter who dresses Hen.

And now it's official, we can survive on our own without Kristin. I think she had serious doubts.