Three Day Weekend.

Woohoo, three days without work and no big plans! Saturday we ended up back at the petting zoo. For those of you keeping track at home, that's three visits in a week! Tim took her this time, and Adam and I went and wandered around downtown San Juan, which is probably my favorite place in Orange County. So much good antique shopping and poking around. It sometimes feels like the only place with small, family owned businesses. My big fun was picking up two Louis XVI chairs upholstered in eggplant velvet. We have six chairs for our table - eight if you count a decorative chair from my Grandma Pat, and a fabric covered chair from Eileen's grandma, but as our families have grown, we always end up having to pull out folding chairs along with extra leaves for the table. Not anymore! Now we have some slightly zany antique chairs. Adam enjoyed helping me buy them, obviously. He enjoys anything that allows him to sleep in the ergo.

The poor boy has been suffering with those front teeth coming in. The kid hardly ever cries, and lately he has just been screaming the same pitiful screams that he only emits when he falls on his face, just for hardly any reason. Last night he woke up at 9:30 just screaming, and the past few afternoons have been hard when he wakes up from his nap. I am really hoping that the worst will soon be behind us. I guess the good news is he's been busting two teeth at a time, so hopefully the whole teething journey will ultimately be shorter than it was with Ellie (she only had three teeth when she turned one, and she didn't get her last molars until she was two and a half.)

Ellie has been running around wearing her flower fairy crown lately, which is just the most darling thing ever. She continues to be very big into having hot chocolate made for her, and then drinking only a few sips. This morning she was very delighted to help me make pancakes, and is inevitably going to go nuts tomorrow when she realizes Tim doesn't have to go to work. One of her latest pretend games is telling me that she has to go to work, or that she has to go to high school. She also really likes to let me know that she's going to take the bus to high school. I don't have the heart to tell her that due to the fabulous location of our house, she'll be walking to school from kindergarten until high school graduation.

And lastly - just another day in the life.