When Jackson takes his nap today I'll charge my camera battery (which seems to last about 10 minutes), clean my house, and take some pics for BooMama's Christmas Tour of Homes.
The three of us ended up having a great weekend. On Saturday night Curtis overlooked his own hatred of Chinese food and let us go to Pei Wei. Yum. Then we went to the Carvel/Cinnabon store and indulged in some seriously fattening desserts. Jackson had some ice cream and Curtis and I both had cinnamon rolls. Mine even had pecans on it. Since I have no metabolism, I'm sure I gained five pounds overnight just from that one treat. It was really good though!
Then we drove out to this neighborhood that is famous for its outrageous Christmas lights. Each street has its own theme. There are more Clark Griswold houses than you can count. Curtis and I have driven through there many times in the course of our relationship, but it was way more fun with Jackson. He loved it. The only thing that stunk was that it was hot outside. Again. But it is cold today. Houston weather is so bizarre.
Church was great as usual. Afterward we got to hang out with some new friends of ours and their young boys. Little boys together are hilarious. They took the noise level in the restaurant up a few notches, as you can imagine. My child dropped a french fry on the floor and before I knew what he was doing, he climbed down on the ground to retrieve it and ate it. Awesome.
We'd had my mom's car in our driveway all weekend, so last night we took it back to her house. She was not home from the airport yet, but was going to be soon, so we drove around until she got there. We headed to a nearby Sonic to get some juice for Jackson, who was losing his cool, and I remarked to Curt that the night felt so weird - like a ghost town. No one was out and about. True, it was a Sunday night, but it was still weird. Then we came up on the main highway through our part of town and there was a ton of commotion. It was a light parade! That's where everybody was!
We parked close and sat on the hood of our Suburban while at least 10 firetrucks and tons of other vehicles decorated with Christmas lights paraded by. They were all doing their sirens and everything. Firetrucks are the current passion of my son's life, so you can imagine how exciting this was for him. We could not believe that we just stumbled upon this! Thank You, Lord! It was such a delight. Then Curt's battery died and a nice man jumped it for us.
Mom got home soon and was exhausted, but she was sweet to let us barge in for a few minutes. I just missed her so much, I just had to see her! Of all things, she had strep throat last week and we didn't get to spend any time together. Yes, that was two days before Converge. Y'all would not believe all the crazy things that happened last week. We were up against A LOT but the Lord pulled it off. He's strong and mighty like that.