Last weekend was both the birthday of my husband and the wedding of my college roommate. In other words, BIG STINKIN’ DEAL.
The entire Woodward clan packed up the car to the brim and drove to St. Louis to celebrate.
Henry was pretty impressed with the $50 of crap I frantically threw in the cart at Walgreens the night before when I realized that I had no idea how I would keep him entertained for four hours. Fear is a powerful motivator. (The Color Wonder markers and Mr. Potato Head were hits.)
But, clearly, the Behr paint deck was more entertaining than any of those silly toys.
It was raining when we woke up on Saturday, but cleared up quickly enough that we could hit the St. Louis Zoo. It’s truly one of the best zoos ever, and it’s free. We didn’t get to check out everything, but we did venture through the petting zoo.
Henry was far too busy with the goats to take a picture.
And we also went through the large rivers exhibit – which included the cheetahs, the anteaters, the rhino, the hippos and THE BABY ELEPHANT. It was truly the cutest baby animal I’ve ever seen. I mean, I’m talking in baby voices in my head right now. It was that cute.
Then, we got to celebrate with Ali and Brian. First, the intimate ceremony in a park.
Then a reception at a great restaurant in St. Louis. Ali and I were sorority sisters and also lived together my senior year. I’m so happy for the couple – there’s nothing better than watching two people get married who are truly perfect for each other.
Oh, and let’s turn our attention to my son in a bow tie.
I just don’t think it can possibly be any cuter. Baby elephants got nothing on him.
Okay …. fine. I’ll show you another random photo of Henry from the weekend. Twist. My. Arm.
I was so happy to spend the entire weekend with my family. It often feels like we’re running in 100 different directions. It was good to be together for a few days. And it should come as no surprise that I’m pretty lucky that my husband was celebrating his birthday. I think the world is lucky that he was born. Truly a wonderful husband, dad and friend. He’s nearly impossible to buy for, but I think I surprised him by securing tickets to the Bears-Packers game on our anniversary.
In other “The Would Only Happen To Us” news – we were woken up at 11:45 p.m. on Saturday night to the phone ringing in our hotel. Our bathroom had an inch of standing water in it and it was leaking into the room below us. It appeared to be coming from a broken and running toilet. So, Ryan mopped up all the water with towels and turned off the water because there wasn’t any type of maintenance person available. (WTF?) Somehow, Henry slept through it all. (Thank goodness.) And we ended up with a free room out of the deal. (Well-deserved.) But, who does that even happen to? Us. And poor Ryan having this happen on his birthday. He’s such a trooper. Didn’t even complain.