Grandma Comes to Town

My mom paid us a visit this past weekend. I think she was a tiny bit jealous that she didn't get to come up with my dad and sister. Finn was more than happy to entertain her. We had a great weekend and Finn thoroughly enjoyed being spoiled. Why is it that grandparents are so easy to talk into buying you presents and feeding you gelato?

Lily likes to help with bath time ~ she's just glad she's not the one getting the bath

Pool time with grandma

Grandma = presents! Finn tries out his new activity station

More fun in the tub

Home Sweet Home

This weekend we u-hauled ourselves to our new house in Plainsboro. The move went surprisingly well. Personally, the new house isn't as nice as our previous house, but there is a neighborhood pool down the street and Finn said he wanted to work on his tan. After spending our first night in the house, I walked into the kitchen the next morning and Mark said, "we've been robbed." What could anyone possibly take, everything we own is in boxes. "Someone took the ice machine and automatic water dispenser," he said. What can I say, the kitchen is a little out-dated. 

We only had one minor mishap, which is unusual considering that our family is frighteningly similar to the Griswold's in all of the 'Vacation' movies. Finn's diaper genie flew out of the back of the truck and Lindsey, who was following me in the car, had to stop traffic to go and retrieve it from the middle of the road. Everyone should just be glad that I emptied it before, because I seriously considered not emptying it. 

Anyway, a huge thank-you to Lindsey for entertaining Finn and Lily. Finn loved spending time with his aunt.; he really didn't mind too much when she put his diaper on backwards. Thanks to my dad for helping Mark with the heavy lifting. 

The Young sisters, showing off their best sorority smiles

 

Lily is just one of the girls

Getting some R&R in the pool, after a long day of moving

Moving Day

We're moving. Again. For those of you keeping track, this is move number five. Our third move in New Jersey alone. What can I say, we're afraid of commitment. First we lived in Monmouth Junction (yes, it was as bad as it sounds). Then we on to Cranbury, which resembled an older, less glamorous Wisteria Lane. It was great. However, the homeowners also thought it was great and decided to move back. Now, we're moving to Plainsboro, a whopping 5 miles down the road. My dad and my sister are flying in tomorrow to lend their support. 

When I send you my new address, make sure you write it down . . . in pencil.

Four Years and Counting

Mark and I celebrated our 4th wedding anniversary by spending a long weekend in Charleston, SC. It was our first time going back since we left in 2004 and our first time leaving Finn. We had a blast. We spent the day on the beach at Sullivan's island and then had dinner at Cypress. We watched the fireworks on Patriots Point from the harbor. We had exceptionally good seats (but that's what happens when you get there 2 hours in advance, sorry Mark!). We did some shopping on King street, spent an afternoon on Folly beach and drove around reminiscing. We ran into our friends Sara and Jonathan and their kids, Jett and Mac. We also had dinner at McCradys (scene of the crime, also known as our first date). 

Finn spent the weekend with his Mimi and Bop in Sumter. He had a blast going swimming, taking walks and visiting with his cousins, Luke and Mary Daniel. They took such good care of him that he didn't miss his mom and dad at all (well, maybe a little). 

Playing in the pool with Luke and Mary Daniel

Enjoying a snack with Bop

Playing in the big pool with MD

Who doesn't?

Speaking of hooters . . .

Goodnight Mush

Sometimes, I feel like my brain is turning into mush (as in "goodnight mush" from Finn's favorite book, "Goodnight Moon"). So I have decided that I need something semi-creative and non-baby related to work on occasionally during Finn's nap that doesn't involve me doing laundry, dishes, vacuuming up dog hair, picking up dried baby food off of the floor or watching Oprah (because there's Tivo!).

Anyway, my friends Kriya and Jennifer have blogs and I love reading them. It makes me feel like I'm part of their everyday lives, even though I'm not. Since we're up here in New Jersey and most of our friends and families live south of the Mason-Dixon line, I thought this would be a good way for everyone to keep up with us (mainly Finn). 

Oh, if you're wondering why on earth I named the blog jimmychews, it's in honor of my love of shoes and Lily's favorite chew toy, a pink and black high heel that Cali Benich gave her, which we named Jimmy Chew.