That pretty much sums up our Memorial Day weekend! Memorial Day weekend went way too fast. In fact, I feel like I’m still in the planning stage, when in fact it came and went. Everyone says life moves faster when you have kids but at this pace I’ll be 80 years old in about five weeks.
We went to my dad’s in Breezy Point, offloaded our shit and completely took over his two bedroom one bath home. So sorry Dad – I hope you didn’t need the restroom or anything! And when I say offloaded, we really did load up half of our house and then offload – my dad’s hallway was lined with bags and bags of stuff.
I ran out of time to make homemade graham crackers and marshmallows, so I brought all of those ingredients to make gourmet s’mores. We had to bring the nebulizer for the little asthmatic, nightlights and children’s books and movies, of course. The weather was dicey so we had to bring cold weather clothes and warm weather clothes – oh and rain gear. We barely even packed a full bag for ourselves and we still managed to bring about eleven bags of stuff.
We bought George a Toy Story light-up fishing rod. He casts and reels about as well as I do. True story – I caught Ross’ friend’s hand once while casting. From that point on, they made me yell “CASTING!” before I attempted to cast.
We don’t see my dad often, so it is always nice to visit for a long weekend. We try to make it up there every Memorial Day. It takes George about 2.5 minutes to warm up to Grandpa. It helps that my dad is super silly and just adores Georgie. He gave him a sucker at like 10 a.m. (then said “Your mom will be mad at me”). He has a teeny bit of fun with the littlest one, too!