Friday morning we headed to Somerset and Kevin picked up our two new golf carts (one is my parents', the other is ours) from a guy in town who "tuned them up" for us after we purchased them. The carts are for the golf course at Woodson Bend but also for rides around the complex. I'm not sure why, but most people who have a condo at The Bend own a golf cart too, and they use it instead of a car to get to the pool, lake, etc. And then in the evening, there is generally a parade of carts out for an evening ride. It's so much fun. So Friday night Warner took his first evening golf cart ride with Nanny and Grandaddy in his cart and Kevin and I in the other. He loved it.

Saturday morning we drove up to Lexington for lunch to celebrate Abby's 6th birthday (May 14th), Mother's Day, and to watch Abby and Ashley's dance recital that afternoon.

We had a blast except Warner got zero nap time so the ride back to Somerset that evening got a little loud for the last 30 minutes or so. Warner and I rode back with Joe and Linda to Woodson Bend and Kevin drove north to go home since he had to work Sunday. It was a gorgeous evening, so Linda and I sneaked in four holes of golf (with my dad, Justin, and Jeremy) while Joe watched Warner and my mom ran to the grocery. I stunk at golf (as usual) but Linda did teach me the "7 iron punch" around the green trick so I think I'm going to retire my pitching wedge. I never liked that club anyway.

Sunday we had a relaxing morning at the condo and then headed home with my parents to Burlington in the afternoon. They continued on to Chicago last night. Warner and Kevin got me a new wok for stir fry for Mother's Day which I'm pumped about since we have stir fry about once a week.


Here are a few a pictures of Warner after bath time. He likes to sit on his changing table now and play while I wrestle his diaper on and try to put lotion on him. His two bottom teeth are now visible and look so darn cute. And just yesterday he really started babbling more with consonants - "da da" and "ba ba". I'm afraid he'll say Dada before Mama. Oh well.