This weekend we took the little dudes up to Minocqua and spent the weekend with Rose's parents at their condo. It was relaxing and the weather was absolutely perfect. I'm surprised, though I'm not sure why, how well the buys travel for long car rides. On the way there and back, they needed to be fed, which involved Rose or me crawling into the back seat and sitting between them. No problem.
We brought Betty with us as well. She loves it up there because she gets to go swimming every day. The water is obviously pretty cold this time of year, but it doesn't seem to bother her. She used to swim in the ocean in Bellingham this time of year, too, and that was at least as cold. She loves the water, and it tires her out, too. I feel a little bad for Betty since the boys were born; she's getting much less attention than she used to. So it was nice to spend some time playing fetch with her.
I like having Rose's parents around for the boys. Not just because they can watch them and help out, but I also think they're good influences on them. I sometimes worry that my parents are bad influences, though when I really think about it, I'm off base on that assertion, and it's probably just because I think completely oppositely from them. I do think though, that both of our parents act completely different around the boys, so there getting a lot of different, but valuable social interactions. So being at the condo and getting to see Rose's folks interact with the boys is really great. And of course, it does give us a break. Which is nice.
Today, of course, is Monday, and I'd much rather be staying at home with the little dudes on their most rambunctious day than go to work. Perhaps this is another post, but this job -- while I appreciate to no end that I have it, that it is flexible, and that my bosses have treated me unbelievably well -- now that it's no longer bike season, I can hardly stand it. So, off to the salt mines, it is.
