Hopefully your memory is better than mom's lately. If not, here's a reminder to head over to No Monsters in My Bed and Where the Watermelons Grow after checking out our Saturday!
6.30 am -- we wake mommy up and refuse to leave. it's become a recurring problem -- particularly when daddy travels, which he has been doing a lot of lately.
7.15 am -- since we wouldn't get out of her bed, she does. and heads for a little run. she's slowly but surely getting back to running and is super happy about it (even though it's incredibly irritating to try and get mileage back).
10.30 am -- Cam and Grammie B make a lantern in Yards Park as part of the National Cherry Blossom Festival events. Kane plays ninja tackle with daddy.
11.00 am -- I don't know why mom didn't anticipate it because we'll go in the drink any time we can, but we saw the splash pool and couldn't resist. Then we watched real ninjas do some martial arts, which apparently was so bright Cam had to steal mom's sunglasses to participate.
12.15 pm -- we took Grammie B to our favorite Nando's Peri Peri for lunch and were champs when the promised endless froyo machine was on the fritz. No worries -- we hit up Buzz Bakery for the aptly named Heart of Darkness.
1.45 pm -- while mom did some work and Grammie B sewed buttons back on all our clothes (which we all still save for her visits even though we are fully capable of doing it ourselves), we made a nice early dent in all of the easy "art projects" mom bought to help out on spring break.
2.50 pm -- Cam and mom make a second batch of piggy crayons for Cami's upcoming pink princess piggy party. Cam has scarily good motor skills.
5.30 pm -- we spent almost the entire afternoon driving Grammie B out to Dulles and driving back home. Mom's "shortcut" home actually made it much much worse and we were all a bit delirious at this point. Kane and Cameron spent a good 20 minutes kissing each other's hands and giggling.
6.00 pm -- just as we were starting to see the light at the end of the traffic tunnel, the SLOWEST bike rider in the world rode down the middle of our lane and drew out our ride home to an unbearable length.
7.00 pm -- all of that hot mess plus the fact that daddy had also just left on a second leg of several consecutive long work trips, led mom to tinkering with the caramelized lemonade she made that afternoon. The mocktail became a cocktail. Checkout A Feteful Life tomorrow for the recipe -- word is that it was delicious.