The question mark is not about the weekend being fun rather than a question of it really being a a weekend. I'll explain later.
It began with Jackie and Baby Cole arriving Thursday night in Charlotte to spend the night with us. Greta loved "Baby Toad".
And so did Will. He was so cute, I don't think he even knew Cole was real until he started wiggling and then Will started giggling and kept going to touch him and would retract his hand to just laugh some more.
After Greta saw Cole playing on his blanket, Greta set up her dolly like this.
And here is the only picture to prove that Jackie and I met up with Lindsay Friday afternoon to spend the "weekend" with each other in Greenville, SC. We had such a fun evening together complete with tapas and gelato. We lived it up in a hotel that night thanks to Dad R. too! Thanks so much! Sadly, however, I woke up the next day with a fever and a giant headache and we all headed home! Ugh. I don't even want to talk about it. We were supposed to go Christmas shopping and do crafting the next day and even go to the movies (a luxury for a stay-at-home mom for those of you who are thinking "big whoop" and yes, I said big whoop), none of which we did because I stinking got stinking sick. And there was even an art fair that weekend along the river that we could've gone to. SO, instead we drove home and I sat at home by myself since the rest of the fam had gone to Raleigh and watched the Alabama football game and the original version of Little Women. Okay, now it's time for you to feel sorry for me now.
It began with Jackie and Baby Cole arriving Thursday night in Charlotte to spend the night with us. Greta loved "Baby Toad".
After Greta saw Cole playing on his blanket, Greta set up her dolly like this.
And here is the only picture to prove that Jackie and I met up with Lindsay Friday afternoon to spend the "weekend" with each other in Greenville, SC. We had such a fun evening together complete with tapas and gelato. We lived it up in a hotel that night thanks to Dad R. too! Thanks so much! Sadly, however, I woke up the next day with a fever and a giant headache and we all headed home! Ugh. I don't even want to talk about it. We were supposed to go Christmas shopping and do crafting the next day and even go to the movies (a luxury for a stay-at-home mom for those of you who are thinking "big whoop" and yes, I said big whoop), none of which we did because I stinking got stinking sick. And there was even an art fair that weekend along the river that we could've gone to. SO, instead we drove home and I sat at home by myself since the rest of the fam had gone to Raleigh and watched the Alabama football game and the original version of Little Women. Okay, now it's time for you to feel sorry for me now. 
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i DO feel sorry for you. Only because I was living vicariously through you...boo.
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