Have really had a great Mother’s Day weekend. My feet are sore and my shoulders are beat up (that bobsled ride at Six Flags, while all kinds of awesome, really knocks you around if you’re not holding on right!), but I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
After spending the whole day at the park—we left after 8 pm (with two kids in tow—yeah, I know we’re crazy!)—we stopped at McDonalds to let the kids eat before heading back. Now, we don’t eat at the Golden Arches very often in our house because the food is appalling and, well, that’s pretty much it. Harrison, of course, thinks this is a travesty, but has finally stopped asking for it every time we drive by one. We decided to stop there, though, because Laura had spent the majority of the day in her stroller, only getting out and playing for short bursts of time, and we figured that somewhere with a playground was a good answer.
While driving around looking for somewhere to go, we saw several fast food places and Harrison started naming them as suggestions, but he never once said the ‘M’ word. “No, son, we’re not going to Sonic.” (Would have preferred it, but no playground…) He replied, “Well, I’m just out of ideas then!”
When we finally drove into the McDonald’s parking lot, he asked, disbelieving, “Are we going in there?”
Begrudgingly, I said that we are.
“This has been the BEST. DAY EVER!!!!!”
Guess we need to take him to eat crap food more often. :)
As for today, we lolled, which is one of my favorite things to do. The kids and I played, Robert bought groceries and brought home pizza, and we just relaxed. Laura can climb up on the couch now, so that’s stressful, but exciting all the same. We napped, watched movies and Harrison and I saw that the morning glory plant in the front flower bed is blooming.
Life is good.
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