The morning started off well, I spent a good hour on the phone with a friend solving all of our problems while we both worked on finding the order in our respective houses. That is my favorite kind of cleaning. It is like having help, but no one actually having to see your mess.
It started with changing the sheets. Which means there is a pile of blankets to play in. Oh, what fun.
There was much car racing.
And train running.
And cranes for the really big projects.
And much, "No Running in the House!"
And Baby's first time at the kids' table, and his first taste of pizza. And yes, everyone was still in PJs at lunch time.
Well, he actually ate that the big table. The freedom of the kids' table was a bit too much.
And, honestly he pretty much at a banana and chocolate milk for lunch. The dogs had pizza.
Then came rest, a quick rest before setting out on an adventure. This is a rarity. Usually our adventures happen before rest, to fill our mornings. Not this day, I was feeling (maybe over-) confident.
We ventured across town to the land of all things jumpy, bouncy, open play and climate controlled.
And we burned off a week's worth of energy in an hour and half. It was more fun than even I predicted. And in a strange turn of events, Walker was the super-confident one. He tried every challenge, made friends and ran wild until I was sure he might pass out.
We even ate at a restaurant on a Friday night. Now this is exceptional.
Good thing it was the loud-okay-to-be-messy type of restaurant.
And the evening came to a close with PJs and a show.
Was every moment of the day perfect? No. But, I choose to only remember the perfect parts, and I am filled up with the memories.
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