Steve and I have been trying to do some odd jobs around the house (odd meaning things we haven't cleaned or painted in the 5 years we've lived in our home.) So we pushed through some nasties on Sunday morning and decided to reward ourselves with a family outing.
Xenia has an annual Old-fashioned days (I'm not too sure what is old-fashioned about deep fried Pop Tarts and Ohio State Buckeyes lawn ornaments, but we went with it.) It was a lovely, yet windy day, to be outside.
O really enjoyed feeding the ducks (something Steve pointed out we could have done 5 minutes from our house rather than 25 min.--- party pooper.) We ate a little bit of fair food, include some homemade strawberry ice cream for O. Anything pink is a big win. We decided to head back home when we heard of two people being rushed to the hospital after the vendors' tents were ripped out of the ground by the high winds and sliced their heads open. Yummy! Strawberry ice cream, anyone??
So by the time we got back home, there were already branches down and leaves blowing like crazy.
We lost power around 3pm and didn't get it back on until 1:15 am. I was a bit nervous because we have a rather anal 2 1/2 year old whose bed-time routine includes nightlights and a fan. Yikers! Try explaining power outages and hurricane force winds to someone who is completely irrational when all 7 of her stuffed animals arn't in the exact same place in the bed every night.
Thankfully, Steve was able to get some ice from the nearby gas station before they sold out and we were able to salvage everything from the fridge and freezer. (Including my 8 bags of "mothers milk") which equals freedom in my life for the next 4 months. Nursing moms, can I get an AMEN?!
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AMEN!
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