Like this one on the front porch, which has become our annual "back to school I'll be taking a photo whether you like it or not, so knock off the protesting" spot.
like seeing important historical sights from the car because it's too hot to get out and we don't want to pay five bucks for parking just to get a picture.
(Is "Shuck 'n Jive" a metaphor? Or are these two businesses just coincidentally neighbors?)We scarfed all week long. Liz because she's preggo and hungry, me because I'm not. Preggo, that is.
Quiet and demure is what I meant. Quiet and demure.
I also made her sit with the kids wherever we went. It had been almost 3 years since the last time she saw them, so I thought it was a perfect opportunity for more bonding.
Not to mention all the bickering, burping and general annoying behavior that I thought she should get to experience as an aunt. Because I'm selfless like that.She left this morning, and I think it's safe to say, it'll take me a few days to stop being sad about her leaving, catch up on all the missed sleep, and lose the three pounds I gained. All of which, I'd like to add, was TOTALLY WORTH IT.
P.S. I went back to work today, and guess who came in, Liz? Bill. Remember the guy that was in front of us? And he says to tell you hi and what a fabulous sister you are blessed with.
P.S.S. Okay, he might have left out that last part. But it was implied.
P.S.S.S. Here's a little parting video gift.