Bernie with Lily on Friday morning. Hard to tell, but Lily is representing UNI with her dress. Panther Pride! (As if she has a choice.)
Last weekend, we headed back to the Hawkeye State for a long weekend celebrating the birthdays of the incorrigible Griffin and Sienna (5 and 3, respectively), and of course, America's foray into the World Cup. Okay, not really the latter, although that did happen to be going on Saturday. (Three cheers for a tie!)
As is our M.O., the weekend was spent parent-hopping, fitting in as many relatives as we could into a ever-shrinking window of opportunity. To that end, we left the Windy City on Thursday night after work, but not before stopping home to feed the offspring and get a little grub for ourselves. This proved to be a double edged sword as A) we didn't need to make the obligatory Culvers stop, but B) we didn't arrive back to Waterloo until around 1:30 AM. Suffice it to say, I needed to stop in Independence (aka, Nightlife Capital of the Midwest) to get some caffeine just to get through the homestretch.
From there it was whirlwind of buttercream frosting and baby drool. Friday morning was spent with my Dad...we headed off to lunch with the old(er) man and step-brother (and track and field phenom) Bart, to Southern Smokeshack BBQ. From there, it was over to Mom and Ron's for a brief pit stop before heading over to see Katy's grandma's (Lily's great G) and her parents, before heading over to Mulligans (see: underrated; try their fajita salad and thank me later) for dinner, where Lily proceeded to charm the waitstaff, per usual.
On Saturday we headed down to Cedar Rapids for the birthday soiree of the aforementioned Griffin and Sienna, where a large gathering of assorted relatives congregated around a traditional birthday cake, praying desperately that the hopes and dreams of these young children would someday come true. It remains to be seen weather these wishes (best left unsaid) will come to fruition.
After a dinner of burgers on the grill and coleslaw (yep, we're back in Iowa), the adults enjoyed some liquor infused beverages while the children dreamed of a better tomorrow. On Sunday, we drove back to Chicago, where Lily made nary a peep the whole car ride home. God bless you Lily Bryn.
Another whirlwind tour of the Hawkeye state comes to pass with no disasters to speak of. Although, next time I expect sweet corn.
Griffin and Sienna opening presents. Classic birthday tradition!
Susan with Lily at the birthday party. Lily is wondering when the keg is gonna be tapped, not so much for her, but to get the party started in general.
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