A couple weekends ago, the boys eagerly anticipated our visit to New York to celebrate Heath's 3rd birthday (see the look of hope and promise in those eyes below). Dressed in cute little coordinating pajamas, they hopped in the car and spent the first 15 minutes of the drive happy as little clams. The next 30 minutes were spent asking if we were close to Nana and Papa's house yet? This was taking a LONG time Jacob said. The next 15 minutes were spent with Owen screaming at the top of his lungs because his diaper leaked so that he, his cute little coordinating pajamas, AND his car seat were soaked, while Jacob screamed that Owen was being too loud (I am officially plagued with potty woes at every opportunity). An hour long visit at the closest rest stop and we were back on the road again.
Once that was behind us, the boys had a great time helping Heath celebrate!
Owen couldn't get enough of the moon bounce and slides
And, since it happened to be Super Bowl weekend, we had a little party to "watch" the game, as much as anyone can watch a football game with two three year olds and a 1.5 year old around. Nana got a giant sub and we were all real glad the Giants won.
