Whew. That last one was a bit of a tear-jerker. If not for you, definitely for me. So now that we all know how much our friends mean to us and yada yada yada, let me move on to some actual events and activities that took place during this amazing weekend.
Full day number one: A lot of playing and running around and playground trips and walks around the neighborhood and talk of night terrors and playing music. Because of our wonderful husbands, Mary and I were able to go out to dinner by ourselves while Jamie and Andrew sat by the fire having romantic guitar-playing sessions with beer and talks about the philosophy of life. AND when Mary and I returned at a whopping 9:30pm we joined them by the fire.
Full day number two (Saturday): Another miraculous day packed with fun.
We started with a walk to Winslow’s Home for breakfast.
Where our numbers grew from eight…
… to ten, as Cat and Garriy joined us from Chicago. I mean, they didn’t drive from Chicago to Winslow’s Home, but you get the picture. It was as if no time had passed since we had last seen them, even though Oliver was just a little bundle of chubbiness the last time we had all been together in DC. Now he is just a big bundle of chubbiness who says things like, “nonononononono!”
Once we were stuffed with goat cheese cookies (to DIE for delicious!), gourmet egg burritos, pancakes, coffee, quiche, and information about the anatomy of the human body, we made our plans for the day.
The City Museum. Crash cart. An ordered lunch from Fozzie’s Sandwich Shop (courtesy of Cat and Garriy). Crash cart no longer needed. Hanging out. Lad’s trip to the playground. A vegetarian feast which I could not have pulled off without the child-rearing and apple-slicing life-saving help from Cat. Who can apparently peel, core, and thinly chop six apples in six minutes with a baby on her hip. Ridiculous.
And who takes the cake for MOST ridiculous person at the party?
This fine young lady who broke the record for longest smile EVER. Seriously. She doesn’t stop smiling. And she just sits happily by herself playing and pondering the meaning of life for hours on end. Smiling.
So now, thanks to Greta, not only do I want a baby girl, I want THIS baby girl. Love her. Wonderful, a pleasure, a beautiful, beautiful pleasure. Just like her mama.
The table… crooked.
Which looks so much better with these people sitting at it.
Winners of the Award for Most Ready Parents
The whole clan.
And due to the overwhelming number of pictures I want need to post of the City Museum, check those out sometime in the near future! And if I don’t get to those within the next day, Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I am thankful for each and every one of you.