GC1 and I walked across the street to the fancy nursery today, and she was captivated by the sight of all the blooms – roses, hydrangeas, dahlias, and a bunch of other stuff that I can’t even begin to identify, even though we have some of them in our front yard. That trip was good for half an hour all by itself.
In the afternoon we headed over to Indiana for a birthday party. The trip was uneventful until we arrived at the birthday girl’s house and there was no one there. I had a few anxious moments wondering how I was going to poop a birthday party before I noticed a note on the door stating that there had been a change of venue and giving directions to the new party location.
The Waterpillar is unwrapped
The party was a blast. As promised, one of the gifts was a “wiggling waterpillar”, a lawn toy that sprays water in various directions and the kids run around it. There were several other presents, of course, and GC, no doubt caught up in the excitement of the moment, helped the birthday girl unwrap and show them off. There were hot dogs and soap bubbles and balloons and cake and everything you need for a perfect birthday party.
Then of course came the dreaded writing of the thank you note.
The Thrill of Discovery
Vicarious birthday joy
