Monday, Monday, Monday . . .
We stuck around Spokane today, lollygagging as best as we could. And, we are good lollygaggers I must say.
After Trents morning happy nappy we made our way downtown to Mobius, the kids discovery museum. Mobius people we are, or, people of Mobius are we? Oh my, i'm bugging myself here.
It isn't a huge place, but, hours and hours can be spent here. Alex took up the post of fish salesman, Sammy, a store clerk, selling . . . plastic fruit? And Abby, the friendly chap. Maybe I should be more politically correct and call her a 'greeter.' Trenter and I played the game of chase the monkey. And, no, I wasn't the monkey.
After several hours of playing we packed up and headed home. Little did we know, a surpirse of sorts was planning to visit us.
Since Dave was staying at the Davenport with some of his work croonies (for a PRIA conference) he was feeling . . . left out? He text me that they were coming for a visit. Suddenly I wished I hadn't made the hefty smelling brocolli and cheese soup. When they arrived we gave the grand tour, made the usual jokes about locking them up in the cement vault (it's not as scary as it sounds, really), and sent them on their way.
The evening was done, we shut the doors, and the kiddos went to bed happy. A good day indeed.
