Last weekend was "boys night out." Jimmy took the boys and slept in a tent and caught crawdads and drank lots of soda pop. Meanwhile the girls went shopping (and came across a vintage typewriter from the 1940's in perfect typing condition, that dings and everything!), met our best friends for a yummy dinner and watched Penelope, made a couple jars of lemon curd for a lemony birthday cake, cut out lots and lots of party hats for Ashlyn's birthday celebration and talked and talked until the middle of the night. Well, except for Ava who conked out around 10:00. (Good job Ava! That's an hour later than last year!) We really adore our boys, but oh how we love boys night out!
And we don't agree with Andy at all when he said: "I'm so glad I'm a boy and don't have to go shopping and do other boring stuff on boys night out..."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Comments
Post a Comment