It was a very, very busy weekend.
We spent most of Saturday in Philly. Our oldest was playing at the Kimmel Center with the Young Musician Orchestra. The concert was amazing. We also walked around the city quite a bit (in the rain... but it wasn't too bad), ate at a Greek place, had chocolate treats, fought (yes, family drama - can't live without it), and soaked it all in... So proud of our son. I keep re-watching our recording of the concert - still can't get my head around it.
After we got home, we all stayed up too late... the girls went to our neighbor's backyard for an outdoors movie night (they have a projector + screen). E., his best friend and I watched The Matrix.
Sunday, I had a quiet solitary morning (after a very filling breakfast made by husband and kids). I read, I went to the farmers market, and then I visited my parents (and brought fresh-picked strawberries). I came home with a pile of green onions (from dad), roses (from mom), and more onions for planting.
After a quick lunch, we all went to a local arboretum for a walk. The kids wanted to do their own independent thing, so we let them - and went on to explore all the blooming rhododendrons. The kids were fine but they did some things with a wagon* that will make me think 10 times before letting them be unsupervised in a park.
We had take-out dinner (Indian food), then watched Beetlejuice, then went to bed.
Somewhere along the way everyone managed to practice, we did laundry, and took care of some weeds.
*They did ask for permission to use that wagon - they were told to go ahead and borrow it as long as they bring it back (which they did). They did not break it and no one got hurt... but riding down the hill in a wagon - that's just such a bad idea. Seriously, what were they thinking?
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