"I didn't eat gluten, TRUST ME."
Me: "Yes you did. You just had Cheerios"
D: "Oh..." *fake cry*
Did he really just say, trust me? Oh Deakon, where do you learn these things? Oh ya, from your OCD gluten-free mommy who won't share a drink with you and your gluten lips. When I was first diagnosed my sister, Meri, wrote a little didly on her blog (Sister in Denial) where she compared gluten to that movie you had to watch in health where they show somebody sneezing and where all of the droplets land in fluorescent colors. I think about that ALL the time... it does make me feel a bit like a crazy person. Deakon and I have like 5 conversations about gluten everyday. Most of which are Deakon trying to share food with me and me explaining why I can't eat it. Yesterday he was pretending to make sandwiches (he loves to pretend to make/bake food) and he made me a "special one with no gluten" So funny.
Ok, so on to the real post- this past weekend. Friday night I went to a Relief Society get together. It was fun to get out of the house and hang out with the ladies all night. When I got home Kyle and I had the following conversation"
"How was your night?"
"Fine"
"What did you and Deak do?"
"Nothing"
"So... you watched cartoons all night?"
"No"
"Ok..."
I flipped the hall light on and tip toed into Deakon's room to check on him and give him a kiss. That is when I saw this:
My child's hair buzzed with steps shaved into the side... Apparently, Kyle decided to get the razor down and do a little artwork. Why did I leave them alone????? Just kidding, it's not really terrible. I would have chosen a professional to do it, but hair grows back right?
This picture of Nixon is from a little earlier that day when I was doing my hair. I guess they put seat belts in these little chairs for a reason:
Saturday we got up at the crack of dawn (ok, just me. I didn't want to clean Friday night, so I went EARLY Saturday morning) to head to Edmonton for the day. Are we a little crazy driving 3 hours each way to go hang out at West Edmonton Mall and the outlets? Maybe. I don't really have any complaints. When there is nothing but the open road in front of us, Kyle and I have some of the best conversations. We talk about the future and tell dumb stories from our past. We picked a baby boy name if we decide to have another one and came up with things we did in high school that we had never told each other. We talk about family and friends and goals and dreams(oh how I wish we could win the lottery...) It was the best 6 hours we have spent together in a long time. Having a new baby can easily put a huge wall up between couple and I really needed this reconnection time. I didn't take too many pictures at West Ed, mostly because Deakon was being a stinker about getting his picture taken and we all know how Kyle photographs (ha, sorry babe!). Here are the few that I took:
Eating lunch. Right as I took the picture, Deakon decided it would be a good idea to lick this guy. GROSS... he pretty much got chewed out afterwards. Seriously gross.
Almost everytime we passed the skating rink we stopped so Deakon could watch. Oh yes, there is a skating rink in the middle of the mall. Oh, and a sea lion show, huge pirate ships on display in water, an amusement park, water park, mini golf, oh, and like 100 million stores. We didn't even see half of the mall in several hours.
Bob the builder:
We went with J&J. I didn't put up the only pictures that I have of them because Kyle took some awkward pictures of them licking ice cream cones. Ha ha, maybe I should have just for a laugh. ;)
Oh the way home we really started noticing that besides Deakon being absolutely exhausted, he is getting a cold. No fun. It was a bit of a long night with a sick boy and a baby so Sunday morning was a bit of a gong show. I FINALLY made it to church for the last hour (we had a special relief society meeting so the young women did Primary). Had a really good ham dinner with the fam and finished the night off with "A Walk to Remember" I love that movie...
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