Busy weekend.
Muffin Man had a great time at sister-in-law's house. She and her fiance took him out to dinner at Ruby Tuesday's where he ate a cheeseburger, fries and dessert and left NOTHING on his plate. He slept long and well and ate a good breakfast.
After that, Mr. Spock and I threw him into the minivan and we drove to the wilds of northern Pennsylvania to celebrate Passover with my dad, step-mom, sister, brother-in-law, niece, nephew, and 4 cousins (actually: step-cousin, step-cousin-by-marriage, and 2 step-cousins-once-removed).
Aside from the 6 hour drive there and the 5 hour drive back, it was a lovely visit. Muffin Man was a trouper (practically no whining, absolutely no melt-downs.) and ate and slept well. He also charmed the dickens out of everybody. One of our cousins is a month older than Muffin Man and they had a pretty good time together (though MM hurt my cousin's feelings once because he wouldn't play catch with him)
And any weekend I get to eat soft-shell crab is a good one in my book. What? You say crab's not kosher? Neither am I.
Through My Glasses, Dorkily
13 years ago
2 comments:
"You say crab's not kosher? Neither am I."
I shall remember that next time I nibble you!
*wink*
(please note: I don't actually nibble Liz, it just went so well with the quote. I mean, hey, I'd be willing should she ask... but to date, no nibbles)
I swear, y'all are makin' me blush.
Did your sweetie tell you about the conversation he and Mr. Spock had about our respective blogs? If not, get him to tell you. He is sooooooooo funny.
My fella's not too bad either.
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