We got back yesterday from St. Louis. We were there for six days which appears to be about the maximum that any of us can stand. I think the boys just get a little out-of-sorts after a while and I know it's stressful for Tracy and Ryan to have their normally orderly and quiet home disrupted by us--at least for that length of time. We did manage to hit all the stores I wanted to and Parker had a great time swimming. I always say that I don't want a pool, but I just love that he could put on his trunks and swim for a half hour and it was no big deal. Maybe someday we'll do it, but I highly doubt it. The week definitely didn't turn out to be the "baseball" trip I had planned. We only went to one game because Travis had to keep coming home to work. Since we really only go to the games to be with him, it didn't seem worth it to drive all the way there if we weren't even going to see him. And now that we are back home, Travis headed back to St. Louis. How's that for irony?
Parker is just wild about Stella. He is so sweet with her. It's like he feels some kind of responsibility for her. Even Jack is very quiet and gentle when he plays with her. It's funny to see how rowdy and rough they are and then they sit down with her and their voices get that high-pitched baby tone and they touch her gently. I love it. Parker made Tracy and I get teary-eyed when we were leaving because he was sobbing and told me to tell Tracy to give Stella hugs and kisses from us. It was so heartfelt and sweet. He is such a gentle soul. I'm always worried that he is going to get his feelings hurt because he's so sensitive. I guess he will have to learn to deal with it. I wouldn't want him to be an uncaring child so I guess I should be happy that he shows great concern for other people's feelings.
My parent's are watching the boys for a little while today while I try to recover from so much time with them. Moms need a little break too!
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