We had a little bit of drama over the holiday. Shiloh fell down some concrete steps, at a friend’s house, and hit her head. Thankfully, Tiffany caught her halfway down, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. She does have a little “boo-boo” on her forehead, though, and she likes to tell everyone about it.
We went to Tiffany’s house on Friday (that’s when Shiloh hit her head) and tried to do a few little fireworks for the kids. They liked them until we lit one that was a bit too loud. After that, they were way too freaked out. They did enjoy the pop-its, though. They weren’t strong enough to pop all of them, but they stomped on the ones that didn’t pop.
Saturday we went to a family barbecue. None of my immediate family was there, but my cousins were. We had to leave early for a birthday party and I found it strange that Shiloh acted more like herself around the kids at the party (most of them from church), than she did around her own relatives. It’s aggravating to me, because my cousin has a little girl her age, and we always talk about getting together, but it seems to happen less and less. I had so many cousins, not to mention a brother and sister, that I really want that for Shiloh too. I want her to be close to her family, but despite my best efforts, it isn’t happening. I feel bad for her, since she is kind of all alone, but I guess it’s okay, since it’s all she knows. There were seventeen cousins in my family, so I grew up completely different than she will. I can only hope she makes some close friends outside of the family.
After the party, we were going to go back to my aunt’s house, but they were about to leave and go to some family thing in a nearby town and I honestly didn’t feel like they wanted us there. I called Tiffany and she was bored too, so we went back to her house and watched a movie. I don’t know what I’ll do when her husband gets back from Iraq in a few weeks. All of my friends are married and Tiffany seems to be the only person I ever see most weekends or holidays. Of course I’m happy that her husband will be home, but I’m going to be lonely. I have other friends, but I try to respect their family time. I know that’s important.
It was so nice to be back at church on Sunday. I’ve missed two weeks, being in Atlanta. I miss my church when I’m not there.
Shiloh seemed determined to do everything in her power to drive me crazy on Sunday morning. We ended up late for church and I was not in the best mood. We went to eat with friends after church and then spent the rest of the day at home.
Okay, so you’re all caught up on my weekend (I’m sure you’re overjoyed). I had big plans to write a post each day this weekend and even write a few extras, for backup, but it didn’t happen. Sorry. I had plenty of time, but I got lazy and never even turned the computer on for three days. It was kind of nice. Anyway, here I am. I’ll try to be more entertaining – and a little less scattered - tomorrow.
Update 10 minutes later: I read back over my post and it seems like all I did was gripe. Sorry. We actually had a really good weekend. Shiloh enjoyed the first few fireworks, and she loves playing with Kayden. She also got to sleep in the living room, while we watched a movie, because I was worried about her head. The family thing was a little weird, on Saturday, but we both had a good time at the birthday party. All in all, it was a great weekend, and I didn’t mean to imply otherwise. I guess I’m kind of gripey because I only got about five hours of sleep last night. I thought I heard a noise in the house and I freaked myself out for an hour (yes, I said an hour) before I found the courage to check the house, armed with my trusty flashlight. I don’t how I would protect myself with a flashlight, but it’s all I had. Obviously, there wasn’t anyone in the house, and I logically knew there wasn’t, but I was too worked up to sleep without checking. I’m such a child sometimes. Haha.
2 Comments
July 7, 2008 at 9:31 pm
I always crack up at your disclaimers at the end…like “all I did was gripe.”
Your little one is oh-so-cute! scratches and all…
July 8, 2008 at 12:40 am
I’m glad you had a good weekend, but I feel so bad about you not getting to come to Teresa’s. If it’s any consolation, I was supposed to get a text, too, and I waited and waited, and never did. So I showed up two hours after everyone else had already been there.
Who in the family had the cook-out? Was it at my dad’s house?