... on Wednesday if you please ...
Because Mom had to keep an appointment with Nikki Dee, we began the day by taking care of Zachary. He was his usual boisterous self; in other words, he emitted tiny peeps on occasion. He was brought in napping, so we just left him in his car seat in the front porch until he awoke. Then, of course, I had to hold him and talk to him. How I hate that!
After which Cuppa posed him for some pics on a baby quilt made by a dear friend. We have photos of Nikki Dee on this blanket too.
When appointments were done, Mom and Nikki Dee dropped by for lunch, and during this interval, Cuppa performed yet another version of The Miracle of getting the girl down for a nap. She's seems to be the only one who can accomplish this miraculous feat during the day although the rents manage fine at night. Go figure.
When she arose from her slumbers, she was more than pleased to assist with some gardening. After adding a bit of topsoil to our two little beds, we planted some impatiens, and then watered diligently. This was the point at which ND decided that I required overseeing.
So far, I know Wednesday must seem like an ordinary day, but what could be better than spending time with the grands on one's fortieth anniversary weekend? Then, the kids had us over for dinner, and the girls skyped in from Vancouver, and Cuppa and I were bestowed with gifts including the basket below.
Yesterday, Thursday, we continued our sojourn into the celebratory albeit a little late because the weather was atrocious until mid afternoon. At that time, we turned our heads towards the city to catch the Star Trek movie, which Cuppa loved and I found okay. It was well done, but I think that although sci fi action flicks are Cuppa's cuppa, I don't think they're exactly my cuppa: okay but not glorious if you know what I mean.
Regardless, a movie with popcorn and Coke followed by fantastic nachos at Kelsey's followed by a visit to Chapters followed by a fortieth anniversary snuggle is good. Very good.