This past weekend was a blast and a half.
First up! We had the hubs' birthday. To celebrate his journey into what I'm calling extreme adulthood (28 folks. Look out.) we went to Nickelodeon Universe at the Mall of America. To go on rides! To remind us of our youth. To irritate our poor, aging stomachs.
Our youthful evening included screaming and laughing on speedy roller coasters, waiting in lengthy lines amongst throngs of middle schoolers, trying out the new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles ride (the hubs loudly sang the TMNT theme song the whole time we were riding this one, as was his prerogative, being the birthday boy), pondering the fact that the turtles are not only mutant ninjas but also TEENAGERS, going on the haunted ghost ride where you get to shoot the bad guys with laser guns (and as you can see from the picture above the hubs beat me by literally almost 1,000 points), and talking about how very tired and worn out we were.
My double dose of Dramamine lasted me about six or seven rides before it completely gave up and I declared myself unfit for any more shenanigans. But luckily I didn't puke, which is more than I can say for the last time we were there!
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THEN! It was Mother's Day. My first one, positively. And it was filled with bright colors, tulips and sunshine, as a first Mother's Day should be.
After church and small group we headed over to my Grandma's house where the rest of the day was spent eating delicious food, getting my first Mother's Day corsage, squishing Paisley's squishy cheeks with kisses until she was completely squished and then passing her on to the next potential cheek squisher, and playing fun games.
Such good things to make up such a great weekend.
And how was yours?
That looks like a total blast!
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