An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break. --Chinese legend

Sunday, August 22, 2010

How many LaBordes/Maases does it take to replace one Alma?

Alma has been on vacation this last week, and Kevin and I are trying to minimize our time off work before leaving for China. So it was tag team David-sitting with Nahnee and Ramma flying in for a long weekend and taking Monday and Tuesday. Grandma was on duty Wednesday, and, having exhausted our grandparent options, I took the day off Thursday. In addition to the usual frolicking with the kids in the neighborhood, David got to go to Navy Pier with Ramma and Nahnee and had a picnic with Grandma and GG.
David with faux-hawk. David and Nahnee on the ferris wheel at Navy Pier. Even Ramma, who hates heights, braved this one.
Picnic lunch with GG
Long long ago (2 years) in a land far far away (China), I celebrated my first Mother's Day. What do you give someone who has been a mother for 6 days? A weekend away from her child. So this weekend, Kevin and I finally took his parents up on their offer and had an overnight date downtown. We did exactly what you would expect the two of us to do. We got a hotel with views of the lake and river, gorged ourselves on dessert and slept until 9:30 for the first time in I don't know how long. For me, probably since the day after Thanksgiving 2008 when I spent the entire night puking up my 10,000 calories of turkey and dressing. This was significantly more pleasant. After we finally dragged ourselves out of bed, we headed out to discover a nail in one of our tires. We headed off to the very romantic Toyota dealership to get the tire patched. There was a wait, so we decided to walk to brunch at Wishbone, an oasis of cheese grits and other southern deliciousness in our old neighborhood. It was about a 2 mile walk. Another 50 or so miles and we might have burned off what we ate. So so good. After retrieving the car, we went to the Art Institute and spent about 3 hours there. We hadn't been able to spend much time in the new modern wing, so we started there. I do not understand how a giant canvas painted charcoal gray and entitled "Gray" constitutes art, but Kevin and I were both fans of "Ghost with Pool of Blood," which was essentially a white sheet draped over something round and fake blood on the floor. While we were getting some culture, David was running Grandma and Grandpa through their paces at Lincoln Park Zoo (see below).
Grandma and Grandpa brought David downtown yesterday evening, and the three of us went to the Bears preseason game. This was David's first Bears game. He'll have to be a little older (and a little more likely to sit through an entire game) before he makes it to the regular season, but when you're 3, it doesn't really matter if the game counts or not. He usually has no idea who wins or loses the games he attends anyway. We had a lot of fun, despite the fact that there is only one booth in all of Soldier Field that sells ice cream. (Yet another down side to Chicago's unfortunate climate. It's too cold for ice cream during football season.) And they were sold out. Horrific. Fortunately, M&Ms turned out to be an acceptable replacement.
Kevin and David outside the stadium and walking through the colonnades.
I think these are self explanatory.

We capped off a fabulous week with lunch with Uncle Dave and his wife. The boys came back to the house to do some work. They resecured a couple of baby gates, moved the futon out of Max's room and upstairs and then dismantled the old computer desk (which was glued together and doesn't fit through the door). They also picked up paint at Home Depot, so I can finally start painting and getting the room ready. David loved "doing projects" with Uncle Dave. Loved it. He was very sad when it was time for Uncle Dave to leave.

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