Eggs and Teddy Bear Park

Tara had a happy hour at work, so I took the kids to Teddy Bear Park. It was fun, but dern near exhausting.

It started normally enough… went to pick up the kids at Grandma’s, got them into the car and buckle them into their car seats, got ready to go. Then Karen came out.

“Where’s the son of yours!”, she says, grinning from ear-to-ear… “He’s got my eggs!”.
“You’re what?!!? You’re eggs… are where…”

Too late, she was already grilling Jake (and laughing): “Where’s my eggs, Jacob?!?”.

Come to find out that Jake decided to hide a dozen eggs in the house… or so we thought.

So, off we go to Teddy Bear Park. And we almost make it there, but then my phone rings… it’s Karen. We come to find out that he hid some of them in Shelly’s room… and two in his BACK POCKET. I was heart sunk… they MUST have broken. We’d have to go home, get clean pants, clean up the car. Ack!

But low and behold, the eggs miraculously survived. Yeah, off we go to the park.

Jacob had a lot of fun with the slide.

Jumping!!!

Our fun was cut a little short when Emma’s bare foot managed to find it’s way to a dog’s leftover droppings. Leaving dad with the fun job of hold Emma in my arms, while her feet are dangling in the bathroom sink, while trying to direct Jacob to direct Abby to stay away from the toilet and the trash can… while washing the poop off with my bare hands. A father’s job…

We finished our evening at DQ Grill. The kids each got a value meal (which includes an ice cream treat). Abby got a little crabby so we headed out to the candy store, where Jacob got a Gummi Rat.’

Fun evening… but like I said… exhausting.

Tara is 33!!

We had a really fun day Monday, despite the disconcerting news from home about mom.

We took the day off and relaxed. In the morning I took the kids to Karen’s and let Tara sleep (she’s running at 4:45 am these days, so it doesn’t count as “sleeping in” per se). Afterward, we went to Best Buy to scope out Tara’s gift: a new camera lens with a higher aperture (for portrait shots).

Then it was off to brunch at one of our favorite restaurants: Victor’s 1959 Café, which is the only place in Minnesota to get good Cuban food. We sat at the table below which has a lovely portrait of the Terrorist Che Guevara.

Then we saw The Hangover at the Rosedale AMC. Very funny movie, if not way inappropriate.

Afterward, we played with the kids at Teddy Bear Park.

Then met up with Grandma, Papa, Shelly, Adam, Emily and Kelly at Acapulco’s in Stillwater. Karen took the kids overnight, freeing us up for a little date at another of our favorite spots: Ingredients.