Kids over the weekend

As you can see I am busy.  I would be sharing more of my life otherwise!
We had Jackson and Evan over the weekend, their parents were attending a function at the Jersey Shore.  The boys were dropped off at Aunt Erika's, since M had watched Matthew and Jessica for three days last week, and Erika invited us to dinner (thanks Erika, it was delicious, I love fish tacos!).

Anyway, by the time we got home it was 8 o'clock in the evening, and the boys wanted to play.  Fine, let them play, they have to get adjusted to being in another house, and so on.  The were put to bed between 9 and 9:30, and finally were asleep by 10 PM.

We had a great day Saturday, we really didn't go anywhere, and the boys were happy to just play at home.  We started the day with chocolate chip pancakes and syrup, of course, let's wind them up, but good!
We finally decided to go to the playground in the afternoon, we brought the biggest toys along in a bag, and off we went.  The playground part of the excursion went fine, the walk to the baseball field not so good.  The heavens opened up and a thunderstorm of biblical proportions poured down on us.  We did survive - we literally live only steps from the schools - and finished the day out at home.

I decided to make it easy on myself and bring Evan (2 - two!) to bed first, let him go to sleep, and then have Jackson go to bed.
Well, good plan.
When I was finally ready to bring Jackson into the room - and it was very, very quiet from the bedroom - I opened the door and found this:

The bed stripped, the port-a-crib  he was supposed to be sleeping in collapsed, stuff all over the room - and him with a big happy grin on his face!
Me remaking the bed:

and minutes later, on our way to bed, just behind the kids:

And yes, Evan is in the crib, asleep.

His mother told me that they had to change his crib at home to a youth bed, and that she struggled with him to keep him in bed the first night in his bed.

Der Grund warum ich nicht mehr soviel blogge ist natuerlich dass der Alltag mich wieder hat.  

Letztes Wochenende hatten wir Evan und Jackson, da die Eltern an einer Feier am Strand in New Jersey teilnahmen.  M passte letzte Woche 3 Tage auf Matthew und Jessica auf, und Erika lud uns zum Abendessen ein, lecker, Fisch-Tacos!

Danach trafen wir die Eltern der Jungens mit den Jungens und brachten sie mit nach Hause.  Na, zuerst hiess es mal spielen.  So liess ich sie mal spielen und brachte sie erst spaeter ins Bett.  Es wurde 10 Uhr abends bevor die Kinder einschliefen.

Am naechsten Morgen gabs Pancakes mit Schokoladen chips und natuerlich Syrup, wir wollten die Kinder voller Zucker, wie es sich fuer Grosseltern gehoert!

Sie spielten den ganzen Tag, wir versuchten zum Spielplatz zu gehen, und hatten auch fuer etwas Spiel Zeit bevor uns ein Sturm in biblischen Groessen ueberraschte.  Nass nach Hause, es war natuerlich fuer die Kinder ein Abenteuer.

Ich versuchte dann Evan zuerst ins Bett zu stecken, gab ihm gut 45 Minuten Vorsprung, dachte schoen, alles funktioniert prima, hatte Jackson schon auf STille vorbereitet, und mache die Tuer auf, siehe erstes Bild.

Weiter brauche ich garnicht zu erzaehlen, ich schreibe nur, dass es wieder endlich 10 Uhr wurde, bevor die Kinder einschliefen.....

Und wir waren gleich hinterher.