Saturday was just somethin' else. Duke woke up at 7:00 a.m. SEVEN A.M.! This is not normal. He wakes anywhere from 8:00 a.m.-8:30 a.m. every morning. The only exceptions have been a few mornings of early waking around 7:40 a.m. because of a growth spurt or a loud noise. So this was very strange. Naturally, he did this on a Saturday morning and on a morning when I really needed sleep to gear up for the day. But we followed his lead and got up with him. I got to go back to sleep for a bit before I officially got up for the day though. Thanks, Colt.
Karlie and I arrived at The Girlie Show and started playing at 12:20 p.m. I loved getting to play some of my original music. I don't do it very often but every time I do, I always tell myself I've got to try and do it more. I love the writing process, but what fun is it to keep all those songs in my notebook? None fun. I plan on being more proactive in finding places to play my music. I really appreciate The Girlie Show for having us. (More pictures and videos to come!)
(Thanks for the picture, Sam!)
After the show, I joined these two lovely ladies (AKA our fan club) for a little lunch and a trip to Cuppies.
(Thanks for the picture, Sara!)
Later that evening, we went to go check on our favorite new little girl, Merritt.
Colt and I ended our evening forcing Duke to stay up a little later (even after his ridiculous morning waketime) so that maybe DST wouldn't make things even crazier for us.
I'm not quite sure of a better Saturday - playing music with my sister, lunch/Cuppies with friends, visiting sweet Merritt with my family, and a quiet evening with my husband.
Sunday was interesting. Duke woke up at 7:20 a.m., but considering the previous morning and the time change, I thought it was an improvement. The most interesting part about the day was the amount of sleep Duke and I got. Because he was having some pretty fussy moments in the morning (a time when he's never fussy), I decided to stay home from church. I wasn't sure if he was sick or if he was just tired and clingy. Turns out, he napped for 3 hours in the morning and 2.5 hours in the afternoon. I know! And of those 5.5 nap hours, I slept for 5 of them. I'd like to blame it on oral surgery recovery. You know, because getting one wisdom tooth out is really rough. Needless to say, it was a lazy Sunday. And I got to spend it all with these two guys.