over the weekend.

it was a good weekend with the

Grandma & Grandpa

in town.

one of my favorite parts was watching

steve a.k.a. Grandpa 

play

"mr. whale"

with Carter. 

(something my dad would never do)

love you dad :)

we all have our strengths right!?

as promised, there was also some quality father son time.

 

and after what seemed like years of convincing, daron finally agreed

to make the trek up to the sundance film festival in park city

for our friend, chelsea's, birthday dinner.

once we got there, i kind of saw how we might be a little nuts taking our 2 month old

especially without a beloved ergo carrier.

(i have got to get me one of those!) 

^my really nice husband carrying that thing

the entire length of park city main street

(up and down)

 

the "we are nuts" feeling went quickly after we finally found a parking spot and entered the hustle and bustle of park city main street. i couldn't stop "ooo"ing and "awe"ing at the gorgeous lights in the windows,

the anticipation of just maybe i'll see a famous person (!), 

and the energy of that street.

 

then, a terrible moment happened.

i was so concerned about daron 

eating it on the ice while carrying
our newborn
 that i missed

this guy-

walking right past me!

sad sad day.

of course, a previously (very grumpy "i don't want to go") daron

spots him. 

.that would happen.

 

anywho, the night was wonderful despite my failure of a celebrity sighting.

we ate at VINTO

and celebrated chelsea's 24th.

 

 

after dinner, we had to stop at rocky mountain chocolate factory.

as we were waiting in quite the line, i noticed a lady eyeing Carter's car seat

then me. her eyes would go back to the car seat then back at me.

eventually i gave her a small smile

like

"i see you" :)

she looks up and says,

"wow, you are a brave mom.

how old is your baby?"

uh oh.

here it comes.

"oh, yeah."

.awkward chuckle.

 "he is 2 months."

she gives me a look.

(you know, that one where people try and act like they are not shocked/judging you

but it just can't be helped).

"wow! you get the bravest mom award!"

she says.

"my kids are at home.

i couldn't bring them here."

"oh yeah... pretty understandable."

***i'm getting the feeling that "brave" was code for "crazy"??

possibly?

just a hunch.

the next night, was more celebration of chelsea's birthday.

can we just change the word

birthDAY

to

bithWEEK 

already>?

 

i mean, c'mon, everyone knows it's 

way more fun to do birthday week

than just birthday.
hope it was a good one chels!