This weekend

...Owen burned his finger on the stove. Very rough for a couple hours and now it's not bothering him at all.
...Asher enjoyed his first avocado
...Owen had his third swimming lesson sans parental accompaniment
...Asher was up for an hour in the middle of the night (around 11pm) not crying, not happy, just up on his arms looking all around. Couldn't figure out what on earth was going on via monitor until I finally caved and peeked in and the lights were on! Someone from small group had gone in to gaze at him and had turned the dimmer switch about halfway up and forgotten to turn it off!
...We all had a fantabulous night when one of Owen's favorite people in the world, Mrs. Ruth from Grace Chapel, came over and treated us to a night of babysitting. Owen poured on the charm for her, and Reuel and I had a DATE. Yes, all by ourselves. Awesome!! We were very grateful knowing our boys were in good hands. We went to a newish restaurant with organic flatbread wood-fired pizzas, and it was very good! Who did we see there but Nancy and the kids! Totally random. We finished our date with sauntering around the mall, playing with toys at the Sony store, and sharing a Cheesecake Factory slice before heading home. You know you're getting older when you're attempting to play some video game with drums and keep losing the game over and over despite your best efforts and you think something must be wrong with the game. Then another customer comes over and informs you that the system is set up for singing, not drumming. So there sit I, energetically and repeatedly banging away on the drums trying to get this right. And how I really know that I'm getting old is that I wasn't even that embarrassed after I found out.
...Owen and mommy went on a date at McDonald's all by ourselves tonight while Daddy put Asher to bed. Owen was SO EXCITED. He was all wound up about this. I was remembering when my dad used to take me on Taco Bell dates. I did not think there was much better than one-on-one time with my Dad while crunching a taco and a sipping a soda. There's something special about devoted time, even if it's at a fast food dive.
...Asher finally fussed enough over his current entertainment options that I bought him a jumperoo off of Craigslist. I think he likes it; he's still getting used to it.