Lovely Day

Great day. No writing done, though. Spent the day with my boys. Rode up to Lake George and waded around in the water on a super crowded beach. Managed to find a spot that wasn't too bad, though.

Little bean loved it. He got a real kick out of walking in the water. Kept looking down at the ripples and screaming "WOOOOOOW!" each time a wave came in. Very cute.

Sand in socks and shoes even though I tried to make sure my feet were clean. Little bean had sandals on. I should've put sandals on myself.

Yesterday I bought a cute little backpack with a harness attached, thinking this was the answer to my prayers, as bean now tries to climb out of the cart while we're shopping, and has actually climbed onto the space that you're supposed to put your items to purchase on.

So, because he was trying to get out of the stroller and was asking me sweetly if he could walk, I, foolish woman that I am, put the backpack harness on him and thought we were good to go.

Not.

I've walked an Anatolian Shepherd, which is a giant sized dog, which gave me less grief than this two year old little boy did. So that didn't work out. And once I put him back in the stroller and actually buckled him in this time, he was NOT a happy camper, having tasted a little freedom (such as it was, being attached to my hand and dragging me across the beach) he was unwilling to be shackled again.

So emphatic and vehement protests ensued. That was most enjoyable.

Stopped at Johnny Rocket's on the way back. Love that place. But hated the loud mouth who was bellowing at the top of his lungs at the table behind us. He felt the need to shout out every song that played on the speakers at the top of his lungs. I must say, I didn't realize that Big Girls Don't Cry by Frankie Valley and the Four Seasons could be slaughtered quite so badly.

Cranky bean, missed his nap. Whipping crayons across the restaurant and shrieking because I wouldn't let him down his entire chocolate shake before his grilled cheese and fries came. Oh the joy and merriment.

Still had a really good time though, if that makes sense. Older boy saved the moment by jumping off his chair and tickling the bean until he was giggling and squealing in delight.

Also, older boy, who is six years old, graced us with his rendition of Dobie Gray's Drift Away. Although I'm sure he's only heard the newer version, which is a duet between Gray and Uncle Kracker. I love this version. Older boy's version was a tad bit different. He replaced, "Give me the beat boys and free my soul, I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away" to "Give me the big bowl to free my soul, I wanna get up in your rock and roll and drift away (he rolled the 'r' in drift for at least five seconds each time, quite dazzling, really)."

Jeff and I giggled are butts off, quietly, so as not to disturb the singing, which was priceless.

It was a lovely day and the weather was gorgeous.

But I'm not looking forward to checking out the back seat, toddler seat and back flooring of the truck for fear of what now lives there, left over from the snacks the boys were nibbling on. I've found things that I actually haven't been able to identify as having ever been even remotely edible at any point in time. At least not on this planet.

Off to read, which my eyes are still slightly open. Hope you all had a wonderful holiday weekend!