Memorial Day Weekend

Big sister K has been asking to go to Sesame Place, so we finally went this past Saturday.  The few days leading up to it has been great - every time she was about to misbehave, we'd use that as leverage and ask her, "Do you want to go to Sesame Place?" and she'd immediately obey us.  I guess that only worked to a certain extent though, because Friday night was extremely challenging as we tried teaching her how to spell her colors.  She refused to pay attention and definitely tested our patience beyond belief.  We were exhausted and it got so late that eventually we just sent her to bed.  The next morning, she woke up on her own and the first thing she said to us was, "I want to spell my colors by myself."  She then went downstairs, took the book, and started spelling all the colors out loud.  Afterwards, she came back upstairs for me to test her.  When she got them all correct, she says to me, "Now can we go to Sesame Place?"

Big sister K had a bit of a cold, so we didn't let her do any of the water activities at Sesame Place.  Still, she had a good time watching the parade, Elmo's World Live, and the new "Let's Play Together" show in Abby's Paradise Theater.  We left the park early enough so that we'd get home in time for dinner.  On the way out, we saw Zoe and had to let big sister K take a picture with her.  How fitting that she happened to be wearing her Zoe shirt that day!

We went out to Chinatown on Sunday and actually made it somewhat on time to service (first time in a while!).  We only stayed in the sanctuary for worship though, then headed upstairs to the nursery.  Big sister K joined the other kids for the beginning of Sunday School, but started crying while practicing a song for Father's Day, so she didn't stay for the actual lesson.  After church, we went over to M's mom's place.  Everyone hung out there while I paid a visit to the dentist to take care of an abscessed tooth (I am now on antibiotics and was reassured that taking the medicine is fine while breastfeeding).

On Monday, big sister K woke up crying because she had another bad nosebleed (her fourth or fifth one this month).  I kept her nose pinched and was able to stop the bleeding, but both kids had a cold, so we decided not to go strawberry-picking.  Though we didn't do much, I feel like the day wasn't as relaxing as I would've liked it to be.  Then again, I guess it's hard for any day to be relaxing with two kids around.