This past Friday, we drove down to CT to visit with my grandmother (Lilian’s “Gigi”). It was a lovely, low-key weekend. My sister, Allison, even drove up from her job site in Scranton.
There was plenty of tummy time.
And we took Lilian to the park and let her eat dirt and swing on the swings.
We went out to dinner and Lilian cooperated by behaving herself. She got a little fussy before our food showed up, but then we smushed up some of my sweet potato for her and she was a happy camper. I could really get used to this whole “eating solids food” deal.
We stayed up “late” watching the Artist.
(“This movie is pretty good,” my sister kept saying, “it probably should have won some awards.”)
Sunday morning, Lilian made friends with a bunch of giraffes.
This weekend was just what we needed.