We’d gone to the lake the day before or a couple days before. We’d taken all the kids and planned on having some fun up there. But the weather turned really bad (hailed and snowed!) so we basically drove up there, looked at the lake, and drove home. haha
It was still fun but we wanted to try going again! And we chose a day where all three older kids were in school so that we could pretend we were on a date even though we had the little two!
Ember ended up whining the whole drive there (Mom can I sit on your lap? Mom, can I have mommy milky?) but was excited once we arrived. Everett wasn’t too happy in the carrier so dealing with whiny, needy children put quite the damper on our trip. But it was still loads better than staying home and still awesome being around Allan for those hours.
Oh yeah, I totally forgot we stopped at Village Inn for breakfast before going to the lake. We all three shared one meal (Ember just ate bacon I think, picky girl!) and the total, with tip, came to only $12. haha
Everett was happy in this high chair. I brought the cover but was nervous that Everett was going to jolt forward (he can be floppy very suddenly sometimes) and hit his head on the table. I pushed him back as much as I could without it being awkward…
Ember was super whiny about food but she kept trying to give all her food to the ducks. It was adorable watching her feed the ducks and if Allan wasn’t there I would’ve just let her. Allan didn’t want to waste the food though. Always the responsible one while I’m all super happy fun time make the memories yay. :/ haha
Ember was so cranky when she didn’t get her way… she wanted to stay with the ducks and feed the ducks. Also while we walked she tripped and fell (did I knock her down?) and to comfort her (because with the mood she was in she would’ve cried forEVER) I offered her mommy milky. She’d been begging for it so much that day. She’s been begging for it often a lot recently. I don’t know why. Allan’s opposed to her breastfeeding at 3 1/2 and honestly I hate doing it, it feels awful, but I can’t say no to her. It’s breastmilk, it’s comfort, it’s sweet and natural really… it’s just difficult, painful, and weird to us in our modern minds. But anyway, to calm her down I went ahead and breastfed her. And boy was she happy. [removed the boob picture!]
I put Everett facing out in the ergo by straightening his legs. This isn’t a wearable way to carry a baby but I was just holding him in it like that. Anything to make him happier. It worked for about five minutes before I switched him back to forward facing. And then a few minutes after that I just took him out of the ergo altogether and carried him in my arms the rest of the way back to the car.