Ryan wasn't able to join in on all the fun, but he was able to live through me and partake in some late afternoon bowling shenanigans with...but we will get to that later.
Sunday morning Kouper and I got up early and decided to have a Kouper and Mama morning, which is something that don't happen enough lately since we have a 2 year old in the family that is slightly attached to my hip. So this was an amazing extra special treat for us. We left early for the baptism and went to Starbucks and got Hot Chocolate and Breakfast Sandwhiches., listened to a mix of Slipknot and Toby Keith (he has the strangest likes) and drove the long way to extend our journey.
I am not a huge church going person, and Ryan and I have generally been working in careers that require us to be at work on sundays, that church wasn't a weekly part of our lives. We have built a system of faith within our house that works for us and our life...so this was really Kouper's first expouser to church since he was a baby, whcih dones't count.
We got to the church, found the Hagadorn's and friends...we made our way to our seats. Everything started off very exciting for Kouper with singing and a band and excitement all around. Then it was Olivia's turn on stage. The baptism was beautiful and I think it was one of the few moments in my adult life where two things happened. One, to be baptised, while I am not a church going person is huge...and to be invited as a person to pledge to do right by this little person that is full of nothing but trust in those big people around them is amazing. From a person who doesn't let people in to her life all that easily, and to have opened my life and my family to someone I consider my best friend -- brother -- annoying know it all person in my life and for them to realize how much I love him and his family, support them and would do almost anything to help them succeed in life and invite me to something to personal and emotional and spiritual as a baptism means the world to me. But also, to watch my son expierence this and take everything in about love and support for this tiny baby to heart and promise to love and support her was amazing. My son, like myself has an amazingly big heart. He would do anything for those that he loves. And you can tell how much he cares about people by the way that he acts around them and Olivia (Livi) is no different.
After the baptism there was a small gathering for pizza at G-Ma and G-Pa H's house. It was nice to catch up with friends on a lazy afternoon...we don't get enough of those. However, at this point I think that Ryan was ready for me to be home. He was at home with Makenzie doing homework for school that was due on Monday and the mama's girl was wanting her mama back. We said our farewells and headed on home.
Once home I could see that Ryan needed a little Daddy time so I decided to suprise the kids with BOWLING! This however seemed to be a better thought than it might have actually been! LOL. I bowl every monday night on a league. I love it, can't get enough of it. However bowling with a 2 year old is a tad different, not to mention the 8 year old that crys when the 2 year old gets in his way.
On a slight side bar -- lets talk children and logic. IT DOESN'T GO WELL TOGETHER! I have realized a couple of things on this subject. When you have a two year old, espically my two year old, who gets an idea in her head there is no stopping her. So, for example, when a two year old think s that it is a good idea to stick her hands in the ball return or in between balls to catch them and her hands get smashed -- she is going to cry. Not much I can do about it. I just have to hope that she learns from it when all is said and done. 
Also here is somethign else that I have learned -- and I don't understand with every fiber of by body...why does my 8 year old think that it is a good idea to fight with his 2 year old sister? He sits there and gets extrememly frustrated because his sister doesn't understand why he is upset with something she is doing, and can't believe that she would do it in the first place when it makes him angry. I was excited to have children who were 6 years appart from each other because of the opportunity to have expierenced Kouper as a baby to the fullest, and now I can do it again with Makenzie...however, to be honest, I really thought that due to the age difference there would be no fighting between them...BOY WAS I WRONG!
Back to happy, the other part of bowling or any other activity that I enjoy is when we get to do it with the Dugan's. Fast friends who were introduced by someone else, but I can't imagine 1/2 of the things that we do together with out them. And bowling, despite having 4 kids under 8 trying to do everything at the same time, is no exception. Even in the crazy it is still WAY better together than not! After a long day with many fun activities I decided to snuggle down on the couch with the family and watch The Amazing Race and The Oscars. Funny enough, in our house, The Oscars lead to so much debate and arguments that we tend not to watch it...LOL.
Simple blessings and amazing friends are what Sundays are all about.
xoxo - Meg
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