So my parents came to visit us at The Love Nest. We had a great time. We ate. We explored the city. We ate. My youngest took us exploring the city. We ate. You get the picture.
My dad and SuperGuy “watched the Cardinal’s game.”
My mom, The Impish One and I sat outside in gorgeous summer evening weather and watched the fireflies. And solved all the world’s problems.
…though at one point I found out that my MOTHER and my son knew the same drinking game… Really, how do I recover from that knowledge??