Yesterday, after running a frustrating errand and then realizing I didn't have an east-bound freeway entrance to get to the zoo, I gave in and decided to spend a little dough and go to The Magic House instead. Of course, it didn't open for two more hours when we got there and was three times more expensive than I thought. So we hung out in the gardens for a while and to top it off, Abbey tripped and received her fourth major head wound in three days. Is it any wonder? She was pulling this stunt not two minutes later.
I love the look on her face when she realized it wasn't as easy to get down as it was to climb up.
J was at the hospital for almost 40 hours from Friday to Sunday this weekend, so I headed up to The Ville to see my gal pals. It didn't take too much persuading--I think all Katherine said was "Bobby has a hard weekend too". Hmm, should I come up? I should come up, huh. Ok! I'm coming up! See you in three hours.
Before we moved out here I had a dream one night about what med school would be like. I dreamt we rolled into town to find that everyone lived together in this compound sort of thing. There was a huge common area and everyone's separate apartments stemmed off this main room. I remember thinking 'what did we get ourselves into?'. Now, I don't think it would be too bad :) It was nice to have someone to talk to all weekend, cook meals together (Ok, mostly Katherine cooked), and Abbey was content and entertained with buddies all day. Here's a picture of our two kiddos staring each other down in the tub. What a funny shot. (Can you see Abbey's black eye? This was head wound #2)
It happened to be the weekend Jessica was doing a caramel party, so I invited myself over. Thanks, Jessica! Abbey loved the carameled apples--well, mostly the caramel. And Jessica had us doubled over, laughing at hilarious stories. Great times, I love this place.
I almost forgot to put this picture: I set the timer on the camera and was trying to get Abbey to smile. It caught this moment instead, I thought it was cute.