I had a student once who had a stamp that read "EPIC FAIL." Every now and then, he would take graded papers for another class and stamp "EPIC FAIL" at the top of a few... if I still had contact with that student, I'd let him stamp the crap out of my forehead because this weekend? EPIC FAIL. I mean, it was awesome, don't get me wrong, but I didn't take A SINGLE PICTURE.
My brother graduated from college this weekend (congratulations Scott!!), so Friday, Saturday and Sunday were filled with family, friends and food. My dad and his wife stayed with us from Thursday night to Sunday afternoon and did lots of babysitting and cleaning for me, which was AWESOME. My kitchen is cleaner than it has been since before I was pregnant with Johnny and they even washed their own towels and sheets. Oh, and my stepmom and mother-in-law did some nursery prep for me so now all I have to do is buy a tub of Vaseline and diaper pail. Score!
On top of all the help I was given, we got to celebrate my brother graduating with a Bachelor's in Biology and Kinesiology by having a wonderful dinner on Friday, lunch on Saturday and a rockin' backyard barbeque at my mom's on Sunday. The weekend, while exhausting, was the most fun I've had in a while.
Oh, and shout out to my former student, Kate, who babysat Johnny on Friday for a whopping 10 hours and managed to keep him happy and entertained until he went to bed ON TIME. People, even his mother sometimes can't manage this. Okay, I rarely manage this. She did an awesome job.
And now, a random picture that has nothing to do with our weekend shenanigans: