Mother's Day in Berlin, NJ

Colleen and I had spoken a few weeks back about going to NYC with her mother to have dinner and an afternoon of fun-filled NYC-type-things-to-do with her brother, Patrick, for Mother's Day.  I agreed that it was a good idea and would be fun for all of them.  So, they made the plans and they did just that: after church and breakfast, Colleen and Marianne drove to Hamilton, NJ, to catch the train to NYC.  I understand they had a great time, chalked full of fun and that the eatery where they went was very good. 

I figured that I'd have a pretty quiet day with the boys for Mother's Day, which is great for me because I really love spending time with my boys...even through the constant trying times of potty training with Christopher and non-stop responsibility a baby takes, I just love spending time with my children.  So, I entered the weekend prepped for this and planning to take the boys to a really cool park not far from our house to play just be outside.  This, however didn't occur, and it was neither fortunate or unfortunate...it just didn't. 

As stated in my last post, my cousin and her family were down in the area for a First Communion of one of ther cousins on her dad's side.  I had the great pleasure of taking her son, Owen, to a Phillies game compliments of my Uncle Mike's amazing generocity and love for his grandchild (and ultimately his godson -- being me), his love for the Philadelphia Phillies, and his lack of effective communication and planning skills.  As it were, when I arrived to pick Owen up in Berlin, my family was invited to spend Mother's Day with them if we had not plans.  Colleen had plans...I had none other than the usual play and frolic combined with the occasional crying from the baby and putting soiled Cars underwear in the washing machine to soak.  I took them up on the offer.  We had a great time.  The boys had a great time.  Matthew actually allowed people other than Mommy, Daddy, or Nana to hold him for short periods of time...and even got a decent nap.  He was also fed by Rita, so he has a new favorite cousin I'm sure.  Christopher had a great time playing with Owen and another one of Rita's cousins, Frankie (both of whom were amazing with him while they were outside playing football and teaching Christopher to catch and what not).  Rita and her husband, on separate occasions, even got the amazing opportunity to supervise Christopher's "potty time" while I was busy with Matthew in one capacity or another (I guess they're "in" by default now, right?). 

It was nice seeing all of the Sabatos, including Rita, who I haven't seen since I was in high school, and meeting her husband, Randy, and 2 of her children who accompanied them on the trip from Idaho (Owen and Tori), and I'm glad that we made the trip.

(By the way, Colleen and I are going to celebrate Mother's Day next week...but she still got a card, some flowers, and a King-Sized Reese's Peanut Butter Cup...that should hold her over until this weekend!)