a good ol' weekend part 2

After we had a million pounds of delicious crawfish, I tried to take Logan home for a nap. It was more for me than him, and after he laid in bed for probably thirty minutes, he was ready to get out. I give him props for trying. It's probably a good thing we didn't nap because we were supposed to head down to Galveston to see our family and hangout. I'm glad we went, it was so nice. They had a bonfire going, good music, and good barbecue. Yeah, we ate like kings all day. 

I showed Logan how to shovel some dirt, which quickly became Logan eating dirt.. Seriously, the kid was licking the shovel. Boys will be boys I guess. He also had some fresh picked strawberries which must have just turned red because he was making some sour faces. 

All night, I stressed over Logan being to close to the fire. Even though he knows the word "hot" (which he whispers and puts emphasis on the "t" so it sounds like "hotttttt-ta"), I'm pretty positive that he doesn't know what it actually means. But he did do pretty good about steering clear of it. 

For a while, Logan sang to us, which mostly consisted of "la's" and "da's." He was quite the entertainment. It was cool that he actually let his Uncle Chris hold him since he barely lets anyone hold him, let alone a guy. 

I wish we could have stayed later, and visited more with my family from up north, but it got late, and Logan still needed a bath before he went to bed for the night. Of course, he missed his bath because the long car ride, mixed with the exciting day knocked his little butt out. Mama even went to sleep early. 

We spent Sunday the every Sunday should be spent, (minus the rain, and Mike missing everything). We started off our morning at church, even though it was pouring rain, there was a train stopped on the main road from my house, and we were running late. I'm glad we made it though because it was amazing! After we had lunch with our best friends, and family. Went home, napped, and then made some crawfish etouffee which Mike actually got to be there for.. sort of. Topped the night off watching some TV and then passed out. 

Probably one of the most important things I learned this weekend: let someone else chop the onions.. I chopped my first onion and thought I was going to go blind. But at least now I can say I've done it.