Dog Days

One of Marco's school buddies offered to take him home with them for a playdate.  Did I mention I love pre-school friends?  Then, I got this photo and text from the Mom...

"He literally crawled most of the way home from school.  Literally.  Being a dog.  Smelled Brennan before Brennan could pet him.  Fake peed on a hydrant."

Mortified, but never been so happy to see the word "fake."

Dugout Days

SI Alumni Game 2012 (best pic)

Movies in the Park

While the Dads are away, the kids and moms will play.  I think it's fair to say that we loved Kung Fu Panda in the park, including a live karate demonstration.  Was it was the dinner of red vines, popcorn, juice and skinny girl margaritas or the 10:00 bed time?  Either way.

 (Love his arm around his tall honey.)

Me and my mothers.

My mothers (standard and grand versions) and I spent a lovely, relaxing day pampered by sun, dim sum courtesy of Chef Jeff and an occasional cool down from Marco's water gun. 

Marco made me these gems at school.  The one on the right is a cross-eyed butterfly pen holder made by his handprints (I know, someone had to tell me too). 

I asked if I could bring my new mug to use at work and he said, "Oh yes!  You can use it at work for your tea, your coffee and your wine!  You know, stuff like that."  Made sense to me, so I ran the idea by my boss.  It's being considered.

It's good to be queen.

A Little Help From My Friend

Seriously, doesn't everyone hope they have this kind of friend?




















Yes, this spoiled duo got to run around on the field at the Coliseum after "Big Beck's game."


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