Sunday morning found us packing (we’re getting really good at this!) and moseying down Highway 90 to Patterson for a visit with Oma Wies and Opa. At the risk of sounding like an overenthusiastic mom, I think Holland remembered the last visit, because when I turned onto Rizzo Street, she said “Oma Wies? Opa?” I was proud!
Opa was still in the process of being let loose from the hospital when we got there, so we had some nice quiet time with Oma Wies. We ate lunch and chatted and waited as patiently as we could. His goal was to get home before the Netherlands-Spain World Cup game started at 1:30, and by 1:00 we were crossing all the fingers we could. Finally, at 1:27, the back door opened, and in walked Joey and Opa, ready to go in his “Dutch” shirt. Frankie and Ethan came over around halftime, and Oma Wies gave up her recliner so she could sit on the sofa by “her man.” (That’s a quote – how cute is that?!) Sadly, Netherlands didn’t win, but it was a good game, complete with Opa talking trash about Spain. We knew he was feeling better! Oma Wies made turkey pastries for dinner, and I finally got the recipe. I’m already plotting when to make them for the Maryland crew. Everyone on earth should experience these things. Holland passed out on the sleepy couch around 6:00 because she hadn’t napped and played hard all afternoon. Around 9:30 I moved her to the bed, and that’s where she stayed until 7:30 the next morning!
Monday morning was quiet as well. Aunt Lou came over in the morning for a little while before Oma Wies’s doctor’s appointment and she told us that hopefully Chris and Issie would be over for a visit. We ate lunch and they took off for Morgan City while Opa took off for a nap. Holland, of course, did not. This whole “not sleeping during daylight hours” is getting to be a habit, I think, but I can’t fault her for not wanting to miss anything. Sometime later, Chris and Issie did show up, and the little cousins-once-removed finally got to meet! Much cuteness ensued while they got to know one another. Oma Wies and Opa were both so excited to have two of their great-grandchildren over at the same time, and we’re already looking forward to having four of them together at Christmas! Issie was full of smiles for LouLou (we think that’s what Aunt Lou’s decided to be called), and we were sad to see them go. At least we kept both girls awake long enough for them to get good and tired! I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Holland crash that fast.
We woke up Tuesday and watched a fun movie about musical instruments from Aunt Lou while getting packed to go back to Oma’s house. It may have been the first time ever that Holland flat-out refused to watch Elmo, which is huge. We left after lunch and went straight to the mall to meet Lauren for an afternoon adventure!
Although the sign on the door said “No one under 18 allowed,” the gentlemen at Uptown Tattoos were kind enough to let Holland come in. I guess it being a quiet Tuesday afternoon had a lot to do with it. I’ve been carrying around a picture of a tulip for a while now, one to go with the fleur-de-lis on my left wrist, and decided to go and get it done today. It was a longish wait, but Holland had a good time naming the pictures all over the walls. “Mommy, that’s a sad baby!” (a devil baby with horns). “Mommy, that’s a chicken! Bok, bok, bok!!” (a rooster with a serpent tail). “Mommy, that’s tiger!! GRRRRR!!!” (these were actual tigers). This went on for almost an hour and kept us pretty entertained. Finally, the artist was ready to go. Holland couldn’t come in the room, but she watched from the doorway and behaved herself wonderfully. She almost got to see her mommy passed out for the first time! (Almost.) Fifteen minutes and lots of grimacing later, we were finished and now I have my Dutch flower to go with my NOLA one.
Back to Oma’s for dinner, then a quick trip to Babies ‘R’ Us for gifts for Chantal and Tess, and then a nightcap at Puccino’s Coffee from Lauren. I swear Lauren slipped a shot of espresso into Holland’s chocolate milk, because for the hour we were there, she was nonstop all over the place. She was running around, giggling, and entertaining the two gentlemen sitting near us. She was a little rambunctious, but hopefully didn’t annoy anyone else there. I’d hate for her to be “that kid” but at least she was laughing instead of screaming or crying.
Finally, we left because it was long past bedtime and we have a busy day planned for tomorrow…Storyland and a snowball from Hansen’s!