Labor Day Play

We finished off our long weekend with a trip to Wal-Mart, some cooking, and a volleyball party with friends. We decided that we would pick up the GGs and take them with us to Wal-Mart Monday morning – always an adventure. Because GBN2 now insists upon going everywhere GBN1 goes, we bought a new car/booster seat. It was cheaper to buy the booster seat for GBN1 rather than another large car seat. But when we went to put the girls in their car seats, GBN1 said she did not like her new booster seat and wanted to sit in the old car seat. We went round and round with the discussion on the new booster seat with me giving all the good reasons she should ride in a "big girl" seat, and her giving me all the reasons why she didn’t want to. The conversation ended with me saying, "Ride in this seat or stay home." GBN1 rode in the new seat, but she didn’t like it. I love it when kids get old enough to reason things out.

After the initial car seat fight, things went much smoother. GBN2 performed all sorts of sign language skills. She signed cookie when we went down the cookie aisle. She did the sign for cereal, girl, horse, dog, and red, but neither GG knew the sign for chicken when we went to get Happy Meals. I was very impressed with my GGs. Does it show?

After Wal-Mart, Toby and I spent most of the day making seafood gumbo, which we took to a party at the Johnson’s. We enjoyed a great meal with friends and then played some volleyball. The Johnson’s have a wonderful sand court and recently found some old bleachers for us to sit in to watch the games. Of course, I played rather than sit. We played until it was too dark to see. Jesse showed up on her motorcycle – safely home from her trip to Austin. It was a great weekend.

Now as to a question left on my comments by Amy who asked if I had noticed any positive side effects from my bike riding: If you think that all of this exercise would have the weight just peeling off me, well, you would be wrong. Nada! My good friend Dawn said, "Well, that just means you are gaining muscle – and muscle burns fat faster…" Thanks for the encouragement, Dawn, but I already look like a weightlifter. It is the story of my life – I need a lot of exercise and very little food in order to lose weight. It is enough to make a preacher cuss, but I will keep on going.