A crack, a play date and IKEA!

Wednesday morning had me dropping Drew off at school, handing Hunter over to my mom in the parking lot (so he could ride the bus with her) and me volunteering in Drew's class.  Mostly my responsibility that morning was helping the kids to water the grass that they were growing (in individual planters).  Clearly, Drew's teacher has never seen my gardens.

I went to pick H up at Nana's and then we headed to the superstore where I wanted to pick up a few things for later in the afternoon.  H had a quick nap at home and then we were heading back up to the Glen to meet Drew and his friend who was riding home on the bus with him!

On the way, a rock jumped up from the road and put a huge crack in the windshield.  Crap.  More money spent on a damn vehicle.  Fun times.

My mom was actually the one who had suggested this play date between Drew and his bestie from JK.  They are hilarious together.  They never stopped from the time they got off the bus to the time I drove him home.  They did everything....including the bouncy castle, which my dad brought up from the basement for the first time this year.

H was SO cute, trying to keep up with the big boys.  He tried to do everything they were doing...sometimes succeeding, sometimes not so much, but ALWAYS being super cute.

It was a nightmare to take bestie home.  Drew didn't want him to go and he didn't want to leave either.  Once I finally got him home, Drew crashed big time.  He was tired, and starving.  Not a good combo.  My dad had ordered pizza, so Drew and I stopped off to pick it up on the way back.  I shoved a bread stick in his mouth and that seemed to smooth things over until we got home.  Needless to say, he fell asleep on the way home from the Glen.

Thursday James' mom came over to watch the boys while James and I did some work around the house. I cut the grass (3 hours and still not done!) and James spread some manure.  Oh the glamorous lives we lead.  Halfway through, James took me to Kelsy's for a date lunch.  It was fun, although James smelled like crap (yes, actual crap...at one point he was in the actual spreader, knee high in it, shovelling it out as it had jammed) and my hands were brown from weeding the gardens......we are HOT.

Once home, we continued with our fun chores and then once Grandma left, we headed to Ikea for dinner and apparently the funnest night of our children's lives.  That place is a frigging playground.  The boys had SO much fun playing in the different kitchen set-ups, trying out the beds, sprinting through the store.  I have to admit, I had a great time too.  Love going there and dreaming about how I want things to be set up at home and at the cottage.  Dream being the operative word there.

There was about to be a freak out by Drew when I asked him to come to dinner and another boy was going to erase his drawing.  My phone came to the rescue when I told Drew I could take a photo and we could save it forever!

"MMMMMM....ranch dressing"

Both boys fell asleep on the way home and James and I were able to watch a DVR'd episode of Friday night lights.  Good times!