But moving on to happy things.... last Friday on the 12th was Veronica's Sweet Sixteen. It was a wonderful (mock) cocktail party. There were a lot of people there and delicious food. The Little Guy and I spent a really fun time dancing together.
There was a lot going on the party (with lights, music, and everyone fawning over him) so it got to the point when he just didn't care for the whole thing anymore. I felt bad because he wouldn't let anyone hold him except me (not even daddy). That when on for about forty minutes and at 10:00 he was done and it was time for me to go home. He cried and cried until I put him down in his car seat and strapped him in.
Spencer and Nathan had driven their own car so after Julianna, the Little Guy and I left, they spent their time photo-bombing Veronica
But still got a good picture with her
It has been a couple of days since I stared writing this post and the Little Guy has been much happier. Probably due to the fact that he has been spending time with both sets of grandparents. Meanwhile, Spencer is completely done with school until August which make me a super happy wife. He actually came to bed early last night instead staying up forever doing homework. I am so proud of him he works so hard, gets really good grades, and is even on the Dean's List.