Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Welcome Summertime!
Welcome back summertime! We kicked things off early, as Madeline accompanied me on a train trip to New York for BookExpo. She made loads of friends on the train, and did great playing with Grammy in Connecticut while I perused the latest titles, lamented the long slow decline of the printed word, and enjoyed a truly lovely business dinner in the city. Patrick and Donald arrived on Thursday night, and on Friday we had a fun trip to the Stamford Museum—a little farm park—with Grammy. Patrick loved seeing the ducks and chickens and cows, and even got to feed an African tortoise lunch. Grammy and Grandaddy handled bedtime on Friday so Donald and I could enjoy a nice dinner out. On Saturday we took in a few baseball games in Binney Park with Grandaddy, and when Aunt Melissa arrived we went for a walk in the Pinetum, which we’d all forgotten was such a beautiful place. We saw a red-headed woodpecker, lots of chipmunks, and came upon a forgotten pond. We hit good old Rocky Point on Sunday and Patrick and Donald took a chilly dip. Patrick looked like such a big boy with his new haircut and goggles. On Monday we were back in Alexandria to host a cookout in the back yard. We had fun time playing with friends, testing out the new ride-on trains, and eating popsicles. Patrick and Sophie entertained us at the end of the party by chasing each other around the house for half an hour and being delightfully scared by the tickle monster—aka Aunt Jen.
Patrick gave us two belly laughs this weekend: On the highway on the way home Sunday evening we pointed out a horse trailer with a horse’s head visible from the side. As we drove past, Patrick waved at the horse and asked us “why is there a farm in there?” And today, on the way to school, Patrick decided he wanted to wear his new crocs. He took off the shoes he'd been wearing, and I told him he could wear his socks with the crocs if he wanted. “No,” he told me, “I’m just going to wear feet.”
I’m looking forward to wearing just feet in my flip flops later today. Ah, summertime.
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