Soren hasn’t quite grasped the concept of sleeping in on the weekends, so our Saturday started as early as ever. Tim often plays with Soren for a little while after he’s had his milk, so I get to snooze a bit longer. After breakfast and a quick morning nap for Soren, our busy Saturday began with swimming lessons at the Y.
From the Y, we drove straight to the church in Cambridge for a Relief Society meeting. Tim and Soren dropped me off and went on to Costco for some Saturday shopping. Two hours later, they picked me up and we headed back home for lunch and a long nap for Soren. I snuck off to the gym, Tim got some work done, and then we reconvened for an hour of afternoon playtime around the house.
We tried a new local restaurant for our Saturday night out — Taqueria El Carrizal. Good Mexican food is a little hard to come by in Boston, but this one was a definite winner. The added bonus was that Soren adored the waitresses. He is rarely friendly to strangers, but these ladies won him over in seconds. I guess he’s a lover of the Latinas.
We feel really proud of Soren’s restaurant proficiency. He plays until the food arrives, eats a fair amount, then plays a little longer until we finish. Let’s hope he can keep this up so we can continue to bring him along on our eating adventures.
And then, just like that, it was Sunday. Our Sundays are often as busy as Saturdays — they’re generally not the day of “rest” we sometimes long for. But the switch to 9 a.m. church has helped things somewhat. Every other Sunday, Tim is at the church by 6:30 a.m. for meetings, and then Soren and I make our way there by 8 a.m. for ward council, which Tim and I are both supposed to attend. Soren either plays during the meeting (books, snacks, and a few toys keep him mostly quiet) or takes a nap in the stroller with Tim’s help. It’s a little bit exhausting, especially with the thought of three more hours of church to make it through. But Soren does surprisingly well, even on the days we have to stay late in addition to coming early. I think our record is somewhere around six hours. Anyway, I forgot about taking pictures of Soren’s church shenanigans until we were getting ready to go home (at 12:30 p.m. that day — hallelujah!).
I have no idea where the rest of the day went, since I had mostly forgotten about my camera at this point. Sometimes it seems like the day is already over once we get through the afternoon nap and then dinner making and eating. I do remember that we had mushroom and sun dried tomato farrotto that night, and it was divine. Soren ate about three servings and was still asking for more.
Once Soren is in bed, I feel like we have just enough time to pick up around the house, clean up dinner, prepare ourselves for Monday morning, and get in bed. I love the weekends, and I especially love having Tim around full time, but a little piece of me is always ready to get back to our weekday routine of work and playgroups and storytimes and visits to the park. I guess that means we have a good thing going!