Hello! Greetings and salutations to my slightly dusty blog and its readers. Hopefully you are not dusty. Or if you are, it's only because you re-organized your attic crawlspace recently. Which: HIGH FIVE, if you did. Maybe you could come do mine next, because I went up there this weekend in search of our old car seat stroller frame thing* and was very nearly Collyer-ed by a teetering pile of empty suitcases and baby swings.
*Warning to the remaining takers of the hand-me-downs: When you show up for your box of clothes, there is a high probability that I will also attempt to fob large, awkward baby gear that you did not ask for on you. TAKE THIS! AND THIS! EVERYTHING MUST GO! WATCH AS I MANICALLY TEMPT THE NO-MORE-BABIES PREGNANCY GODS WITH RECKLESS ABANDON!
Anyway, I was hoping something worth blogging about would happen over the long weekend, but alas. I remain, as ever, too boring for color TV.
We went to the aquarium yesterday, but forgot to bring the camera, so every photo I took is of the terrible, blurry low-light iPhone sort. Lots of shots of the back of my children's heads, as they had no patience for posing or standing still because SHARKS EELS FISH NEMO.
(This was when I TRIED to take advantage of the ONE well-lit corridor in the whole damn place and take some pictures, which only resulted in Noah mournfully draping himself over the railing because we were NEVER going to see the dolphins now, NEVER EVER, because Mom is a destroyer of dreams and ruiner of everything OKAY NEVER MIND WE'LL JUST KEEP WALKING INSTEAD.)
(We saw the dolphins. They were fun. Noah now plans to attend college and major in Dolphin Caretaking & Swimming With Them All The Time.)
(This one was there too. He liked the sharks and the world's most expensive cup of blueberry yogurt from the food court because I also forgot to pack snacks. It's like amateur hour over here, you guys.)
What did you do this weekend? Anything fun? Any amusing anecdotes about getting drunk and falling down that you'd like to share?
You're welcome, yes.