I considered back dating this post since it's all about July 3rd, but no one would believe that I was blogging at 11:30 PM. So I figured, I'd be honest about it.
Yesterday was the day that half the city and some of suburbs converge on downtown to watch Red, White and Boom. That means it was also the day that I take off work, so I'm not caught in all the traffic woes that surround the event since I live downtown.
Duane had to work yesterday, so it was just Wesley and I - both a good and a bad thing these

days. We got our act together in time to go to the "big library" late in the morning. I wanted to take him to storytime, but he didn't have much interest in it. Instead, we spent over an hour in the Ready to Read center, playing with the kitchen and the train table and the early literacy letters and coloring. It was probably better for him than storytime, because we had to work on sharing the toys and crayons with the other boys and girls.
The only downside to having Wesley at the library by myself was being so pregnant. I couldn't sit on the floor with him very easily and I started having horrific ligament pain. Oh! And there was the moment when I had to go to the bathroom NOW (that's to 2.0 on the bladder) and had to carry Wesley into the bathroom with me because he didn't want to leave his toys. It wasn't exactly pretty, but he didn't scream and have a fit.
As soon as we left the "big library" Wesley turned into a puppy. This wasn't a problem in the car, but it was a problem when we stopped at the grocery store. It was raining lightly (4th of July holiday always means rain in central Ohio) and Wesley dropped to his hands and knees in the wet parking lot as soon as we got out of the car. As if that wasn't bad enough, he crawled over to a puddle and proceeded to drink out of it!!! YUCK!!!!
By the time Daddy came home at 4:30, I was BEAT and still in some pain. I had tried to lay down and get Wesley to take a nap with me, but it didn't work. Aunt Susan arrived to drop off a few things shortly after Daddy. I had to tell her the following story.
When Wesley woke up that morning, I told him that Ray and Krystal and Brett and Alyssa were coming down that night.
Wesley: And Uncle Kirk and Aunt Susan!?!?! Is it a party?
Mommy: No, Uncle Kirk and Aunt Susan aren't coming over.
Wesley: (
very disappointed) Oh.
Then I told him that on Friday, we'd go to Aunt Melissa and Uncle Mark's. I told him that there would be lots of people there: Uncle Doug and Aunt Judy and Grandma W.
Wesley: And Uncle Kirk and Aunt Susan!?!?!?!
Mommy: No Pumpkin, Uncle Kirk and Aunt Susan won't be there.
Wesley: (very disappointed) Oh.
Well, when Aunt Susan heard that story, she knew that she had to stay at our house for dinner

and the fireworks. She called Uncle Kirk and relayed the story to him and he arrived within half an hour. I'm telling you, my kid has the guilt trip thing down pat!!!! The picture to the right is of Wesley and his "Uncle" Ray.
We had a really nice time last night. We usually have a TON of

people at our house because it's a convenient place to park and walk to fireworks and I love to throw a party, but it was wonderful to just have a handful of our friends over. We threw some brats on the grill and had picnic food. Wesley even helped cook! We ate and played dominoes and spoons until the fireworks started (Mr. No Nap fell asleep in his chair at 8:30) Since I was still having a great deal of pain, everyone decided to stay in. We turned the fireworks on a local HD channel, turned the lights off in the front room and watched the show on our big screen tv in air conditioned,

cushioned comfort. We could hear the fireworks going off outside as we watched them on the screen which added a special dimension. And of course, Wesley slept through the entire thing.
It's so strange and exciting to think that we'll be a family of four at this time next year! Heck, at this time next MONTH we'll most likely be a family of four!