I'm heading out of town tomorrow afternoon for a short trip to Washington, D.C., for a conference (not the Spitzerian sort). I hope that Shannon has a miracle cure between now and the time I head for MSP, because that girl is still suffering, and she'll need all the help her body can give while I'm gone.
But today was a pretty great day - my only real weekend day (given that flying is, these days, in no way recreational), and a nice day with the girls. I made their favorite weekend meal, "banana split breakfast," this morning, which is always a good way to start a Saturday. Books were read, teeth brushed, clothes donned. Later on, the healthier three of us) headed to playtime at the library, where in true Northfield fashion, we knew all three of the other families there. We had a lot of fun, then headed home for a good lunch and the girls' naps. When they got up again, we met back up with one of the library families for an hour of playing at an indoor playground (it's at Menards, the giant home-improvement store - ahh, exurbia!). By popular request, I sang "Waltzing Matilda" as Cookie Monster on the way home. Dinner, bath, both wees in bed and asleep by 7:30. Now my trip prep mostly done (the travel fairies didn't deliver that iPhone I wanted), and I'm on my way to bed, too.