I attended my church’s annual Mother/Daughter Banquet this past Saturday night with my daughter for the first time. Every year I attend, but this was a milestone in my life as a mom. I was very happy to have her with me. T.G. was awake from the moment I arrived, but content just watching her surroundings and everyone in it. After I ate, I excused myself from the table to go nurse her in the bathroom. She quickly fell asleep and slept the remainder of the evening, allowing me an opportunity to focus my attention on the speaker.
This year’s theme was very different than years’ past. It was an international theme, and each table was beautifully decorated to represent either a different country or state within the U.S. We sat at the Florida table, and there were sand castles and sea shells as our centerpiece. I chose that particular table because one of my guests just recently moved to Rock Hill from Florida, and I thought her 3 year old daughter would enjoy a brief reminder of the beach. Unfortunately, in the rush to get out the door without too much crying from Th, I forgot my camera at home so I can’t share any pictures from the evening’s festivities.
When the boys woke from their naps Sunday afternoon, we went to dinner at the Olive Garden. Because of the high volume of people, dinner took longer than expected, and we missed church Sunday evening. We decided to go fly kites at Winthrop Lake, and as important as church is to our family, I believe in my heart that we made the right decision. Our boys had such a great time, and the memories we made will forever be with us. It was wonderful to do such a simple activity and see the joy on their faces as the kites were in the air.
I’ve never seen anyone enjoy holding a piece of string so much in my life! Th was so content just standing there holding it. Ta would go back and forth between running around the field and holding his kite string. T.G. just watched the kites and listened to the birds and ducks from her stroller. It was such a great way to end the day!
This year’s theme was very different than years’ past. It was an international theme, and each table was beautifully decorated to represent either a different country or state within the U.S. We sat at the Florida table, and there were sand castles and sea shells as our centerpiece. I chose that particular table because one of my guests just recently moved to Rock Hill from Florida, and I thought her 3 year old daughter would enjoy a brief reminder of the beach. Unfortunately, in the rush to get out the door without too much crying from Th, I forgot my camera at home so I can’t share any pictures from the evening’s festivities.
When the boys woke from their naps Sunday afternoon, we went to dinner at the Olive Garden. Because of the high volume of people, dinner took longer than expected, and we missed church Sunday evening. We decided to go fly kites at Winthrop Lake, and as important as church is to our family, I believe in my heart that we made the right decision. Our boys had such a great time, and the memories we made will forever be with us. It was wonderful to do such a simple activity and see the joy on their faces as the kites were in the air.
I’ve never seen anyone enjoy holding a piece of string so much in my life! Th was so content just standing there holding it. Ta would go back and forth between running around the field and holding his kite string. T.G. just watched the kites and listened to the birds and ducks from her stroller. It was such a great way to end the day!
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~Carole