Saturday was the day of my cousin's wedding, but we had the entire morning to do whatever we wanted before we had to get ready for the wedding.
We woke up bright and early (through no choice of my own). The kids slept until close to 7 am Central time... yeah... that's still 8 am here and their normal wake up time. We were hoping that they would sleep in since they went down so late and the hotel had black out shades. No such luck. Friday night was an okay night for Will so I guess he just felt rested enough since he slept so much during the drive on Friday and pretty well that night. Goody. Goes to show you that it doesn't matter what time our children go to bed, they are just early risers.
Anyway, we started our day with breakfast in the hotel. This was, by far, the best free breakfast I have ever had at a hotel. It was a hot breakfast with made to order omelets and eggs. Being that this is Mississippi, there was plenty of biscuits and gravy to go around. All of us, with the exception of Kenzie, at like it was going out of style. They even had a free fountain soda machine. I haven't been to a hotel with that before.
After breakfast we went back up to the room to spend some time just hanging around and recooping from the drive the day before. During that time Momma's best friend, Ms. Barbara, came over to visit. Ms. Barbara has been Momma's best friend for as long as I can remember. She is affectionately known as Ms. Barbara, Momma #2, or Nana #2. I was so excited to have her meet the kiddos. Obviously, they loved her as much as we all do. Kenzie spent the next few days talking about Ms. Barbara.
We hung around the hotel for a while, catching up, and then went out to get lunch. We went to McAlisters. They are prevalent in Mississippi but not as common here. It's pretty much like Crispers except not owned by Publix.
After lunch we went back to the hotel to put the kids down for naps and start to get ready for the wedding. Getting 6 people ready for a wedding is no joke. It took us a couple of hours (including the kids nap times as we were getting ready ourselves during that time). Once everyone was dressed and ready, we headed out.
Unfortunately, we got a bit lost on the way there. We learned that the GPS on Steven's phone is apparently not too fond of Mississippi. It gets really confused for some reason. We eventually found the church and were able to see some of my family prior to the wedding. Kenzie and Will were able to meet their great grandmother, Grammie, aunts and uncles, and cousins. We finally were able to meet my cousin's daughter who is about 9 or 10 months older than Kenzie. I think that makes her my second cousin once removed or something like that. I later told my cousin and his fiance that I have decided that everything said in her little voice is more adorable than normal because of her accent. It's a shame that no one there seems to know they have accents. =) Everything is more adorable with that southern accent. Sometimes I'm sad I dropped mine for the most part.
Anyway, we went into the sanctuary to get ready for the wedding to start. Unfortunately, weddings are not super exciting for 2 1/2 year olds. Kenzie spent most of her time "reading" the "good book" aka Bible. Steven told her it was the "good book" and she continued to ask people if they would like to read a good book. My cousin looked absolutely beautiful and I was enjoying the wedding when Will decided that he was not going to stand for just sitting there any longer. I ended up walking to the back of the church and standing with him trying to continue to watch the ceremony. Next thing I know... he poops. I'm not talking an adorable little baby poop... I'm talking full on blow out. I turned him around to check the back of his shirt and I could see poop just creeping up his back. GREAT! At this point, I hurry over to our seats, grab the diaper bag, and am promptly informed that Kenzie needs to go. Okay. No big deal. I will just take her too. I would like to mention at this point that NO ONE got up to help me. Thanks, guys. Kenzie, Will and I rush out of the church and into the bathroom.
Here's a moment in my life I'm not super proud of and possibly a moment that I will reflect on often as we talk about whether we are a family that would like 3 children. This might be the moment that seals the deal on that decision one day... I start to strip Will. That was a feat in itself. I also realized that I didn't have another shirt to change him into because it was in the car. Oh well. I figured that most weddings aren't very long and my mom should be out soon and looking for me. Kenzie then starts telling me that she "has to go RIGHT NOW!". Well... too bad kid. Her brother was buck naked on the changing table while I tried to wipe him down with nothing more than wipes. She was getting antsy so she went into a stall on her own. She was unable to pull down her tights, undies, and pullup (thankfully I had decided to leave it on her during the ceremony in case we had an issue) as well as unable to get onto the toilet anyway. I couldn't leave Will sitting there so I was telling her to hold it. Then... the toddler in her came out. She locked the stall door and crawled out from under it leaving it locked. You have GOT to be kidding me. Then she proceeded to do the same with the other two stalls. I was convinced I was going to be crawling on the floor in my dress to unlock all the doors before the end of the day. Luckily I convinced her to go back under and unlock all of them. At this point I am freaking out and no one is coming to help. No one is coming, at all. I start texting my mom and Steven. They had their phones off though and no one was getting my messages. At this point it all went down hill... since I thought we were already at the bottom of that hill, I was surprised when Kenzie somehow figured out a way to tunnel even lower. She started grunting and turning red. Yep, now I have two kids that pooped. I admit... I cried. I stood there and cried. I'm not proud of that, but it's the only thing I could do at that point. Kenzie was upset because she was dirty but was telling me, "It's okay, Momma." Finally, about 18 hours later (or so it seemed) the wedding ended and my mom FINALLY came to find me. We sent Steven to find the back up shirt and Momma helped redress Will while I cleaned up Kenzie. Except for my cousin and her new husband, I think we were the last people out of the church and on our way to the reception.
The reception was at the Mississippi Museum of Art. What a cool idea. I didn't partake, but I'm figuring since the exhibits weren't roped off that you could wander through some of the areas on the first floor where the reception took place. Kenzie absolutely LOVED dancing and playing with Addy (my cousin's daughter I mentioned earlier). The two of them ran, danced, and had a great time.
I ended up wearing Will for most of the night. He started this crazy random screaming and was chewing like a crazy person on anything nearby. I think his teeth were really bothering him. He was happy to be worn and close to me so that helped to calm him but he never fell asleep. I think there was too much to look at and enjoy. Steven and I even got in a slow dance (with Will as a chaperone). Kenzie loved dancing with her Daddy too. That was just too cute. (Please ignore the blurriness of the following pics. Cell phone camera combined with low lighting and a fast moving toddler make for blurry pics.)
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The reception was over fairly early. I think it was around 8pm or so. That meant we had the kids back to the hotel and in bed a little before 10pm, I think. It was a long, but exciting day. I love weddings and true to form... I might have teared up as my cousin walked into the sanctuary. I can't believe that we are all getting married and moving on in our lives. We have another cousin getting married in May. It's hard to think back and remember how small we all were at family get-togethers and now we are all grown up. =)
Stay tuned for the recap for Sunday... the coldest day I think we have experienced so far this year. =)
We woke up bright and early (through no choice of my own). The kids slept until close to 7 am Central time... yeah... that's still 8 am here and their normal wake up time. We were hoping that they would sleep in since they went down so late and the hotel had black out shades. No such luck. Friday night was an okay night for Will so I guess he just felt rested enough since he slept so much during the drive on Friday and pretty well that night. Goody. Goes to show you that it doesn't matter what time our children go to bed, they are just early risers.
Anyway, we started our day with breakfast in the hotel. This was, by far, the best free breakfast I have ever had at a hotel. It was a hot breakfast with made to order omelets and eggs. Being that this is Mississippi, there was plenty of biscuits and gravy to go around. All of us, with the exception of Kenzie, at like it was going out of style. They even had a free fountain soda machine. I haven't been to a hotel with that before.
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| Reading to Will in the hotel |
We hung around the hotel for a while, catching up, and then went out to get lunch. We went to McAlisters. They are prevalent in Mississippi but not as common here. It's pretty much like Crispers except not owned by Publix.
After lunch we went back to the hotel to put the kids down for naps and start to get ready for the wedding. Getting 6 people ready for a wedding is no joke. It took us a couple of hours (including the kids nap times as we were getting ready ourselves during that time). Once everyone was dressed and ready, we headed out.
Unfortunately, we got a bit lost on the way there. We learned that the GPS on Steven's phone is apparently not too fond of Mississippi. It gets really confused for some reason. We eventually found the church and were able to see some of my family prior to the wedding. Kenzie and Will were able to meet their great grandmother, Grammie, aunts and uncles, and cousins. We finally were able to meet my cousin's daughter who is about 9 or 10 months older than Kenzie. I think that makes her my second cousin once removed or something like that. I later told my cousin and his fiance that I have decided that everything said in her little voice is more adorable than normal because of her accent. It's a shame that no one there seems to know they have accents. =) Everything is more adorable with that southern accent. Sometimes I'm sad I dropped mine for the most part.
Anyway, we went into the sanctuary to get ready for the wedding to start. Unfortunately, weddings are not super exciting for 2 1/2 year olds. Kenzie spent most of her time "reading" the "good book" aka Bible. Steven told her it was the "good book" and she continued to ask people if they would like to read a good book. My cousin looked absolutely beautiful and I was enjoying the wedding when Will decided that he was not going to stand for just sitting there any longer. I ended up walking to the back of the church and standing with him trying to continue to watch the ceremony. Next thing I know... he poops. I'm not talking an adorable little baby poop... I'm talking full on blow out. I turned him around to check the back of his shirt and I could see poop just creeping up his back. GREAT! At this point, I hurry over to our seats, grab the diaper bag, and am promptly informed that Kenzie needs to go. Okay. No big deal. I will just take her too. I would like to mention at this point that NO ONE got up to help me. Thanks, guys. Kenzie, Will and I rush out of the church and into the bathroom.
Here's a moment in my life I'm not super proud of and possibly a moment that I will reflect on often as we talk about whether we are a family that would like 3 children. This might be the moment that seals the deal on that decision one day... I start to strip Will. That was a feat in itself. I also realized that I didn't have another shirt to change him into because it was in the car. Oh well. I figured that most weddings aren't very long and my mom should be out soon and looking for me. Kenzie then starts telling me that she "has to go RIGHT NOW!". Well... too bad kid. Her brother was buck naked on the changing table while I tried to wipe him down with nothing more than wipes. She was getting antsy so she went into a stall on her own. She was unable to pull down her tights, undies, and pullup (thankfully I had decided to leave it on her during the ceremony in case we had an issue) as well as unable to get onto the toilet anyway. I couldn't leave Will sitting there so I was telling her to hold it. Then... the toddler in her came out. She locked the stall door and crawled out from under it leaving it locked. You have GOT to be kidding me. Then she proceeded to do the same with the other two stalls. I was convinced I was going to be crawling on the floor in my dress to unlock all the doors before the end of the day. Luckily I convinced her to go back under and unlock all of them. At this point I am freaking out and no one is coming to help. No one is coming, at all. I start texting my mom and Steven. They had their phones off though and no one was getting my messages. At this point it all went down hill... since I thought we were already at the bottom of that hill, I was surprised when Kenzie somehow figured out a way to tunnel even lower. She started grunting and turning red. Yep, now I have two kids that pooped. I admit... I cried. I stood there and cried. I'm not proud of that, but it's the only thing I could do at that point. Kenzie was upset because she was dirty but was telling me, "It's okay, Momma." Finally, about 18 hours later (or so it seemed) the wedding ended and my mom FINALLY came to find me. We sent Steven to find the back up shirt and Momma helped redress Will while I cleaned up Kenzie. Except for my cousin and her new husband, I think we were the last people out of the church and on our way to the reception.
The reception was at the Mississippi Museum of Art. What a cool idea. I didn't partake, but I'm figuring since the exhibits weren't roped off that you could wander through some of the areas on the first floor where the reception took place. Kenzie absolutely LOVED dancing and playing with Addy (my cousin's daughter I mentioned earlier). The two of them ran, danced, and had a great time.
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| My Aunt Susan started the craziness |
I ended up wearing Will for most of the night. He started this crazy random screaming and was chewing like a crazy person on anything nearby. I think his teeth were really bothering him. He was happy to be worn and close to me so that helped to calm him but he never fell asleep. I think there was too much to look at and enjoy. Steven and I even got in a slow dance (with Will as a chaperone). Kenzie loved dancing with her Daddy too. That was just too cute. (Please ignore the blurriness of the following pics. Cell phone camera combined with low lighting and a fast moving toddler make for blurry pics.)
The reception was over fairly early. I think it was around 8pm or so. That meant we had the kids back to the hotel and in bed a little before 10pm, I think. It was a long, but exciting day. I love weddings and true to form... I might have teared up as my cousin walked into the sanctuary. I can't believe that we are all getting married and moving on in our lives. We have another cousin getting married in May. It's hard to think back and remember how small we all were at family get-togethers and now we are all grown up. =)
Stay tuned for the recap for Sunday... the coldest day I think we have experienced so far this year. =)
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