Calm Days Ahead

Last week was crazy. It involved (in addition to the regular activities) a wedding, a bridal shower, committees, two gallons of pasta salad, five dozen chicken salad puffs, a trip to the auto mechanic and an all-day gig with my ukulele band. There was lots of baby sitting, too, because Mommy's week included a visit from the plumber, the electrician and a carpenter.  I realized that I went two whole days without eating an actual meal--party food doesn't exactly count.

We were in need of a real sit-down meal and I had declared my kitchen closed. So last night we met Mommy and kids for a quick dinner. (Yes, I'm letting a bowl of chili at a diner count as the sit-down meal of the week.) It was just that kind of week. Thankfully that kind of week doesn't happen often.

Baby Sister might have whip lash today because her little head flipped back and forth at lightening speed last night to see everything that was happening. It seemed that a lot of moms and dads had declared their own kitchens "closed" last night, too. Lots and lots of children and parents arrived at Spice Diner all at the same time. It was a bit of a circus.

Look to the left.

Look to the right.

Every now and then stop for a bite.

Look to the left.

Look to the right. 

And so it went the whole time we were there.

And then Granddaddy needed a few minutes of baby time
before we left their house after supper.

"Granddaddy tickles my tummy."

"Then I tickle his tummy. I love playing this game!"

"He likes to ruffle my hair. 

Let's see how he likes to have his hair messed with.

See how that feels?"

So here I sit on a Monday morning, coffee in hand and enjoying the early morning quiet. Committee work is finished, the car is fixed, no one is getting married this week, no parties to cook for, no ukulele gigs for a few weeks.

I think I'm going to like the next few days.