A minute ago, in the middle of a conversation about our post-bath, pre-bedtime activities (centered on coloring pictures of Disney Princesses [I'm ready for my lobotomy now]), I commented on how I was having fun with the girls. Julia paused, pencil poised over her sheet of paper, scowled, and said, “But grown-ups don’t have fun, Daddy.”
I’ll grant that I’m rarely having a blast at 7:45 p.m., but nonetheless I did have quite a bit of fun today. I used the bike trailer to take the girls to the Arb for a nice long walk, I went downtown during their naps to do some drawing, and after nap we played outside until the sun said, “Oh my god, can’t you people take a rest?” Julia enjoyed jumping off our Little People slide/climber thingy – jumping being a skill she has lately been cultivating) and Genevieve enjoyed running the bases after her mother helped her use our big new oversized baseball bat to clobber a line-drive triple to center.
Short version of the above: today was a perfect summer weekend day.
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1 margaret // Jun 29, 2009 at 8:20 am
It was, wasn’t it? Wish it had been about 10 hours longer. We could have crammed so much more in.
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