For about a month, I've been really nervous about this past weekend. The short story is that we wanted to attend the wedding of one of my college roommates in Buffalo, NY. A wedding with an evening reception. If you have small children, you can imagine the challenges in the logistics of this. So our conclusion was to go to my mom's house in Pittsburgh on Friday, and then Saturday drive up to Buffalo for the wedding. We would leave Katy at my mom's and take David with us. Then after the reception, we'd drive back to Pittsburgh (David would sleep in the car, right?), and then stay at my mom's house until Monday for a visit. All in all, it would be 14+ hours in the car with David, who has recently decided that he hates his car seat.
So I won't go over details, but we made it, and I'm glad we went. The drive was tough, it was a long and exhausting weekend, and it had its challenging moments. But it was really great to be at the wedding. My friend Cathy was one of my closest friends for those crucial college years when everything wasn't so peachy. And it was good to see her family, who had me over for Easter every year when I was in school because it was too far for me to go home. It was a beautiful wedding, and I love seeing Cathy and her new husband Arvind so happy together. As an added bonus, I got to hang out with the newlyweds, Dawn and Lee.
Sunday at my mom's was a really nice day. Katy loves being at "Oma's house." This was the first time she could really anticipate and understand where we were going and remember things that we had seen before. And David did fine, loving the extra pairs of hands to hold him.
Finally, another thing that I enjoy about being at my mom's house is that she pulls out my old toys for Katy to play with, and the memories come flooding back. This time it was my Fisher Price record player. I spent countless hours as a child cross-legged in front of this thing. I tried to teach Katy the ways of high-tech toys from the late 70's, but even I forgot about the different speeds and didn't figure out why it sounded like a chipmunk until after I finished taking this video:
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We had that record play too, of course! I loved those record/book combos!
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