Mama's Day Weekend

We had another nice weekend.  Cason helped me make some cookies.  (That may have been Thursday night, can't remember).

We decided to do our Mothers Day brunch on Saturday, knowing it would be packed on Sunday, and because we planned to try a new church.  So we had Cracker Barrel.  Maybe could've tried something new and different, but I love me some Cracker Barrel.  

Then we went on a nice hike.  It was pretty, and I'd never seen so many butterflies in one place.

It was fun, even when the girls got lazy.  This one did, anyway.

I'm not sure if Neely was being lazy, or if she just wanted to stay in one place and enjoy herself.  Either way, she stopped and sat down and told me "No, but, I gotta stay here."

She wouldn't budge, even when Cason tried his foolproof method he uses at home a lot.  He faces her and walks/dances away backwards while beckoning her with his hands and singing Dora's "Come on VAMANOS!  Eeeverybody let's go!"  Finally Jess picked her up, and she was a little upset.

On Sunday, I woke up to the sound of Jess puking.  It didn't sound promising for Mother's Day.  Paige and Cason made me heart shaped waffles with butter and cinnamon for breakfast though, while he slept a few hours.

Then they brought out the balloons, cards, and flowers they'd been hiding.

A pot Paige made me:

Cason's card:
 
His drawing of our family.  I love the baby smiling in my belly.

 After that nap Jess was okay, so we had a lazy Mothers Day.  We went for a drive through the older neighborhoods, which is always one of my favorite things to do.  The kids hate it, but were pretty patient this time since it was Mothers Day.  Paige started complaining though eventually, because she had a surprise planned for 5:00, and we were cutting it close.  We got home, and they surprised me with a "party".  It was cute.  They pretty much stuck a few flower stickers on the wall, put music on, and decorated with the flowers and balloons from that morning.  Then we danced, until I was tired, about 3 minutes later.  Then I watched them dance.  

I was 19 weeks on Mothers Day.  I'd been counting October 2nd as the due date, because at the ultrasound that's what the tech said.  At my last appointment though, they said we'll stick with October 6th.  So I went back a few days.  That's fine with me.  Since this might be my last pregnancy, I'm in no hurry.