A Valentine's Day Wedding

For Valentine's Day, we were invited to the wedding of a young woman I teach with. There were quite a few other Morse High faculty there, so we had a good evening. The wedding was down in Freeport- the service at the old Freeport Meeting House, and the reception was at the hotel right next door. Though we didn't stay very late because of Cate, we had a good time, and I think she did too.

I found this little Valentine's dress for Cate - it even has heart pockets on the front. She is studying my Eiffel Tower name card (did I mention this woman is our French teacher?)

This little girl was sitting at the next table over from us. She and Cate were checking each other out, so we made introductions. Turns out, she was born the day before Cate! But I'd just like to point out that she could not yet walk on her own, and she didn't have enough teeth to eat the crackers off the h'or doerves (sp? you know what I mean) table, like Cate did. However, in classy-gal style, Cate shared her Cheerios and puffs with her new friend.

Cate getting some love from the flower girl. Another new friend!

The end of the wedding, and the day after

Cate never seems to mind being the only girl on the dancefloor! The trouble was keeping her off when the special dances were going on.


But every girl reaches her limit, and Cate did eventually collapse- literally. We took this as a sign that she was ready to go home.


She was doing better today, and I think she was looking pretty cute in this new outfit from Gramma and Grandpa Pappas. I bought her the shoes last weekend at Target. So cute.

Cate being Cate

Poor Cate has had a rough few days. She got sick Saturday night- as in, I went in to her room to check on her before I went to bed, and she was just laying there, awake, surrounded by her own vomit. So gross. That was my first experience with real honest-to-goodness throwing up. And wouldn't you know, it was a night Rick was working! When I really could have used an extra pair of hands, he was conveniently at work. But I worked through the grossness and got Cate cleaned up and the crib changed out. Gag. Luckily, there was no more throwing up after that night, but now she has a cold too and is all snotty and coughing. So I stayed home with her today.

I took the above picture of her this evening, after I brought in a couple of big totes that I bought. She enjoyed checking it out and climbing inside. But now we have a new problem with picture-taking. Cate has always been fascinated by the camera, but now she's getting a bit demanding. She has figured out what button to push to flip through all the pictures on the camera, and she'll just keep doing it forever. But I won't let her walk around with the camera. So tonight, when she decided she wanted to run off with the camera, I had to take it away from her, and there was a complete sobbing, tear-producing, throwing herself on the floor meltdown. Seriously. I think that's one of the reasons we haven't taken as many pics lately. She really makes a scene when the camera comes out.

Isn't she a nut? I just don't understand why she likes to take off her socks and shoes and eat them?

On a separate note, Rick left a little bit ago for an overtime call, and I just watched both the engine and the ladder truck zip down High St. with lights and sirens. I'm guessing that means he won't be home anytime soon. I'm sure he'll be sorry that he actually has to WORK on this overtime call, as opposed to just hanging out in the recliner watching Sports Center. haha :)