After Josh's birthday, we set to preparing for a double-header trip, Josh traveling to Denver and Indiana on business, while the kids and I went to the farm to pass the days of his absence and get some springtime-on-the-farm experiences into us city dwellers!
Our little escape artist, hanging out by Mommy and Philip while Daddy got Hope in her PJ's that night.
That was our Hope packing moment.
We had a Joy packing moment too. :o)
Hope, of course, was putting things neatly in her suitcase as I handed them to her, and Joy was putting most things in that I handed to her, the others were going into a stack/pile on the floor, which stack/pile Hope took upon herself to put into Joy's suitcase to "help her." And you know how that goes, the second born doesn't want the firstborn to help them... and so, uh... skip that part.
Now we come to the part where we have to close the suitcases. Hope, whose lid fits on her suitcase because things inside are still actually folded, flips her lid down and proceeds to work the little zipper around, asking me for help where it gets stuck because the suitcase is very old. Joy, seeing that it is time to close the suitcases, tries to flip her lid down, becoming cutely disgruntled to see that it stays angled up due to the state of the contents. And what does Joy do? She stands up and launches herself in one merry fling right down on top of that suitcase squealing "oooopfh!" Her round, solid tummy almost bounces her back up off the suitcase. This totally cracks me up, and I realize the irony of it all, for it was the neat stack that Hope placed in Joy's suitcase that actually made the lid unable to close, because it was on top of the other stuff that was hanging out in there! Ahh, life with my girls. Brings many laughs!
We picked up Luke's girlfriend, Pilar, on our way south. Josh was driving when I snapped this picture. It took Hope about two minutes to warm up to Pilar, and Joy about five, and after that we were away! I think Philip was a little put out, because his back-seat babysitters were being entertained by someone and forgetting to entertain him! So, yes, he exercised his voice box a bit more that day than usual, but hey - I knew he was really fine, and it was in his best interest to keep on driving!
We bade Josh goodbye at the airport in Calgary, and Pilar, the children, and I headed on south, bound for supper at Chloe and Lydia's house in Lethbridge.
It was such a help to have Pilar along for the ride! The backseat just is a long ways away from that drivers seat, I tell ya!
To be continued...