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Gretchen Ronnevik

Gretchen Ronnevik

Weekend Getaway

family, vacation

This last weekend we headed down the road about 4 hours to a wedding of one of Knut’s cousins.  We probably should have been more organized, but an overnight stay seems to have a “throw stuff in the car” feel more than a meticulously planned trip.  I guess I had not thought about it, but the kids have never stayed in a hotel before.  Well, I remember staying in a hotel with Silje when she was 4 weeks old, but I guess we normally stay with friends and family when we go places.

They thought it was the coolest thing in the world!  Of course they loved the wedding, but I’ll be honest, they were just being good so they could get on our good side and have a shot at playing at this fancy place they spotted next to the church.  I was a little hesitant to let the kids go and play before the reception because I knew that #1: they wouldn’t leave the playground easily, and #2: they were wearing their nicest clothes and I didn’t want them ruined.  But when Knut and the kids are giving me puppy eyes, I have to give in.

 
Of course, it had rained earlier, and as we left to go to the reception, David informed us that his pants were soaked.  He had gone down a slide, which had a pool of water at the bottom that he flew through.  I had packed one extra pair of dress pants back at the hotel which worked in case of emergencies, but was a little short.  I am the mother of boys, you know, so there has to be at least one spare outfit for about any occasion!
Actually, I shouldn’t say boys are always the ones who are messiest, because this girl can get messy just as quickly as the rest.  She actually kept her dress clothes clean, though!  
This little girl had a new little shrug/sweater that I’ll share about on Wednesday since I actually have some knitting to share this week.  She’s so in love with her daddy, and loves to touch his face, especially his beard!  When he is in the room, I might as well be invisible.
I didn’t take pictures at the reception because it was darker and I couldn’t get many to turn out. The kids had a blast at the dance, and Silje and David are so much fun to watch!  We were laughing until the tears came down our face.  It was so much fun!  Being around a disco ball, strobe light, and pop dance music is not part of their normal experiences, and they would have gone way late until the night if we had let them.  Elias fell apart about an hour after their bedtime, so we thought it was time to call it a night.
It took the kids almost an hour to fall asleep, and Solveig even longer.  She was so overstimulated from the wedding and following reception that she stayed awake until almost midnight.  She was wide awake and staring at us, and would scream like her life depended on it the moment that we laid her down.  I nursed her to sleep 3 times in an hour and she still screamed the moment I moved her.  I simply could not feed her anymore as I was sore and shaky from her sucking every calorie from my body.  Knut kept getting me food and water to try to keep me from getting too shaky and able to nurse her more.  We gave her Tylenol in case her teeth were hurting, but all she wanted was to nurse all night long and not leave my arms and I got so tired.  We knew our neighbors in the hotel could probably hear her crying, and tried our best, but we heard in the morning that many had heard her, which we felt terrible about, but what do you do?  Everyone was very understanding, though.  Like I said, around midnight she gave in and we were able to fall over finally.
 
The next morning we headed to the pool, and had a blast.  Well, almost everyone did…
This guy didn’t know what to think, and was so tired from the night before.   He didn’t know what to think of the water, and wanted to do something, but he didn’t know what.
He has been a whining machine lately, and we’re not sure what to do about that, except wait until he’s 3…or 4. 
The other kids had fun, though, and I was reminded that I need to sign them up for swimming lessons ASAP!
On the way home I somehow talked Knut into stopping by one of his least favorite places–the Mall of America.  This is Silje standing by some artwork at the Lego store.  Yes, these are made out of Legos, as were the huge sculptures on top of the store.  David went bonkers looking at all the Legos.  Silje got to go to the American Girl Doll store and we saw so many fun things including the doll salon.  Did you know, that for $20, you can get your doll’s hair done?  They have several braids and ponytails to choose from.  They have these little doll salon chairs, and at least 4 of them were filled and getting their hair done while we were there.  Silje was kicking herself that she left her “Jenny” (her faux American Girl) in the car.  We assured her that had Jenny been with us, we weren’t paying $20 to have her hair done.  Wow.  We can braid her hair for free, thank you very much.  It is good to know, that if being a vet doesn’t pan out for Silje as she hopes it will, she can always have a job waiting for her at the Mall of America being a doll hair stylist.

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May 23, 2011 · 1 Comment

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  1. Melissa says

    May 26, 2011 at 1:04 pm

    I LOVE the picture of Solveig and Knut.
    What a fun trip for you guys!

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