Yes, the literal interpretation.
Daphne was quite engrossed in her “Hello, Bard!” book this weekend, and didn’t want to put it down for something so trivial as descending a flight of stairs.
So…she read it on the way down.
As you can see, there wasn’t a whole lot going on this weekend.
I did a bit of proofreading work on Saturday morning, then spent the rest of the day lounging. I even dropped by my Friendly Local Gaming Store for the first time in months.
Then, on BumbleDay, Daphne and I drove over to the homebrew store to pick up ingredients for a Scottish Ale, then swung through PetSmart on our way home…which is like a zoo speedball for toddlers. (“Look, fish!” “Look, birds!” “Look, turtles!” “Okay, let’s go home!”) This is particularly true for toddlers that live in Texas…in August.
I mean, I realize the sun was partially obscured today and all…
but it sure as hell didn’t do anything to help alleviate the temperature down here.
What I wouldn’t do for a high in the mid-80’s…
Once Jen finished with her Pure Barre classes, we did our usual grocery + beers trip. Daphne, however, made it about 2/3 of the way through before passing out on my arm in the shopping cart. It’s not easy to navigate the aisles of a crowded HEB with a toddler’s head pinning your forearm to the cart handle…but I endeavor to make it look easy.
I think Jen snapped a picture of this while we were there, but I haven’t seen it yet. I’ll post it as soon as she sends it to me.
Okay, see you soon.