We've decided...."the baby" will now be referred to as Bamm Bamm, as in the Flintstones character. Got it? :) (My vote was for Happy Gilmore but Logan is the boss. Sigh.)
Sometimes we would jokingly refer to the baby as Bamm Bamm because he would take a toy and hit it against whatever was in his way (i.e. the table, the floor, our faces, etc.). Just to give you a reason for our craziness. :)
Bamm Bamm's family invited us over this weekend to eat and visit with Bamm Bamm himself. We accepted the invitation, because 1) we wanted to see that cute baby again, 2) I'm sure it takes a lot of guts to invite over the complete strangers who watched your baby, and we respect and appreciate that, and 3) we actually had a few free hours on the weekend, which is very rare these days (between Logan filming weddings and me playing soccer, for those of you who care what we do with our weekends).
So, how did the visit go? When Logan and I first walked in the door, Bamm Bamm was sitting in his walker. He looked up, saw us and totally freaked out (in a good way). And then he smiled in his oh so cute baby way. It was adorable. (And I was secretly going, Yes! He remembers us!) Logan and I took turns playing with him, they fed us, and then I held Bamm Bamm until he fell asleep. Man, I miss that boy.
Although the whole thing was slightly awkward, since we don't really know his family all that well, I am glad we went. Because not only was it worth it to see Bamm Bamm again, we also got to see that he is getting taken care of. Not in the same way we would take care of him, but I'm learning to be okay with that.
"Wherever you are, be all there. Live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God." – Jim Elliot