Saddened by no plans for the weekend, yet excited for maybe some peace, Daddy Mock and I started off Friday night alone. Then came Saturday. Apparently my neighbors were having an "off the hook" White Trash party, to which we attended.

Being pregnant is an easy outfit to come up with (wife beater and black bra), Daddy Mock wore some country gear that he holds dear to his heart... Kid sported an Elmo shirt and rain boots (no offense to those who wear Elmo shirts!), and Baby wore the most true-to-trash outfit: A stained wife beater, a full diaper and cowboy boots. He definitely won the best dressed prize. Unfortunately the camera was MIA.

We then spent the next evening again with our wonderful group of neighbors, barbequing and enjoying the impending fall evening. It was a wonderful time. A great weekend.

We are back in the swing of things with our Monday routine (which will be a new post one of these days). The boys and I enjoyed each other.

And complaints are minimal as Honey Bean has been gracious to me for a few days. It's been a nice break. And dinner only took twelve minutes to make tonight. Another bonus... every member in the family ate their entire portion...now that's good stuff!