It’s Monday night and I’m not sure where the weekend went. Looking back it’s hard to believe that there were just 48 hours in the weekend with everything we packed into it.
Saturday morning I was up bright and early to get ready for my school’s Open House. I have been volunteering at this event since we started attending our school. This time I was in charge of organizing, inviting and making sure we had a successful day.
We had a great turn out of families and a wonderful group of volunteers to show them around. It’s not hard to sell our program we just need people to know that we are here. At the end of the event we had families come up to me to say that they are applying. One family even told us that they toured 15 schools but that ours had the clearest vision. Makes my job easy.
As soon as it was over we picked up Sofia and Andrew and headed to Orange County. Our drive went from 90 minutes to 2 and a half hours with 10 mile an hour traffic. We finally made it just in time to sing happy birthday to our Gigi.
Our family came from all over Southern California to celebrate Grandma Joyce. An uncle even flew in from Atlanta just for the occasion. Was it worth the 2.5 hour drive? For sure. We would drive anywhere to be together, catch up and celebrate Gigi.
The kids went home with grandma and Bobby and I made the drive home, only 90 minutes this time. Sunday morning Bobby and Jordan were up at 6 a.m. to get to Notre Dame. The band was playing at Disneyland.
I went with my parents, sister, brother-in-law, and Jordan’s girlfriend. We got there before the park opened but had to wait an hour just to get into the parking lot. It turned out to be a beautiful day and despite the crowds and temporary ride closures we did a lot.
The best moment was watching Jordan and the other kids parade past the castle as they announced them over the loud speakers. It was just a 10 minute parade but it made us all so emotional.
Then it was more lines, more rides and a dole whip! We tried to catch the Electric Light Parade but we were standing so far back that we only saw the tops of the floats. Dealt with the crowds back to the car. We were home by 10 and asleep by 10:15. (And we earned almost 20,000 steps! )The boys got home at 11:30.
By the time 6:00 a.m. rolled around on Monday morning we were exhausted, a little sore but full of sweet memories.