This Fourth of July was a good one, if not super tiring. I took my camera, but took very few pictures. As in, two pictures.
|Noah's thinking, "I'm not impressed"|
|Noah working on his breast stroke with Papa|
Woo! That night, we mingled and socialized with upwards of 45 people. If you included the children and babies, there were 50+ bodies in/around the Luhr's house that night! I realized something that night. Several things, actually:
1.) Large socials such as the one we experienced Monday night are more enjoyable with either a younger, less mobile baby or an older child that can run free and entertain themselves without mommy having to keep an eye on him.
2.) I really should have taken my anti-nausea meds.
3.) I have some neato friends.
Long story short, the food was plentiful and delicious, though I didn't eat too much of it, and we mingled with old and new friends alike, but we left before 8 because Mommy was feeling icky and Noah needed to sleep something fierce. I really wish I could have taken pictures, though! Then you all could comprehend the quantity of people that were at this get together.
Our enjoyable night ended when we got home. Noah fell asleep and stayed that way all night, but Stephan and I had to deal with a Great Pyrenees that was acting completely and annoyingly bizarre. Toby was freaking out because of the thunder and the fireworks and who knows what else. He wasn't happy unless he was right beside Stephan. He clawed chewed and even headbutted any door, gate, or couch we used to try to contain him. It was so very annoying.
On a much cuter and happier note, Noah discovered the joys of intense exercising yesterday!
|Working on is tri's|
|"Daddy, why aren't these weights lifting?"|
Enjoy your Wednesdays, friends!