This past week Max and I along with my sister Krista and her 2 kids, Macie & Carson drove up to Pleasanton to house-sit for my sister Kim and her family while they vacationed in Mexico. For us, it was a mini vacation. My sister has a gorgeous home with an even more wonderful pool in the backyard. The kids had a wonderful week getting up the courage to jump off the waterfal & go down t
he slide by themselves. Max even kicked around in his floatie and took a turn on the slide. I even raided my sisters library and read 3 books from the TWILIGHT series, which was fabulous.
he slide by themselves. Max even kicked around in his floatie and took a turn on the slide. I even raided my sisters library and read 3 books from the TWILIGHT series, which was fabulous. So little sisters are sometimes good for something (love ya' Kris!). About a month ago she talked me into signing up for Classmates.com. I did and instantly found one of my best friends from highschool in Pleasanton (before we tragically moved my Jr. year (I'm still slightly wounded). She still lives in No. Cal so while at my sisters Allison came over for the day. It was so great to catch up and
reminisce and see her new brunette hair.
reminisce and see her new brunette hair. Allison had another one of friends contact info so a couple weeks ago I met up with another BFF, Melissa. I'm totally ticked that I did not get a picture of us, but we were both juggling our kids. I did take pictures of her cutie-pa-tootie kids Simon and Charlie. Charlie totally has her red curly hair.
Have you ever had those kind of friends where you get back in touch after a long time and its like no time was lost? I'm so glad I signed up, thanks Krista!















After a couple hours Natalie/Fallon, Sachia and I went to a little Mexican restaurant across the street which had awsome Carne Asada burritos & great waiters who kept calling us "Momma's". I'm sure he meant to say "hot momma's". In the booth behind me there was an adorable grandpa who I guess had been smiling at Max as I held him over my shoulder. When he stood to leave he leaned over, supporting himself on his cane and whispered to me in a very thick Irish accent that his name was Father xxx (I couldn't understand it), & that he used to have his own parish. He then made a cross on Max's forehead & chest as he said a blessing, wished us a good day and left. It was so sweet, and of course left us wondering why adorable Fallon who was quietly watching from her car seat next to Natalie didn't get a blessing. I'm thinking its becuase he knew she was a thief who earlier tried to take Max's pacifier and there was no hope for her. More likely would be he figured a boy would be a handful when he gets a bit bigger (remind me to tell you all in a later blog about my nephew Carson's escapades in potty training) and we would need it more than Fallon. Pretty fun day. Thanks ladies! 

