Caveat: If we had won the lotto and could have replayed the previous scene from a bed in vista overlooking vineyards in the South of France, that would be the only way it would have been better - a girl can dream right?
Michael actually started my Mother's Day off on Saturday with a special surprise that I have to cover in a separate blog because it's just too good of a topic to bury amongst my current blatherings...so after waking up with my family all around me Sunday morning, within the first 15 minutes I smiled, laughed, and was brought to tears (happy tears) - let's just overwhelm the emotions first thing on a Sunday morning shall we...all good stuff.
So on to the day...At first I was bumbed that my hubby had to work from 8 till noon, staffing a booth at the local Tulip Festival, however that turned out to be a great excuse for little Miss and I to pack a lunch and meet Daddy in the park. Fortunately it was a beautiful day (couple rain drops - Albany's other name is Eastern Seattle this year) so with mostly sunny skies and some decent temps we enjoyed taking some pictures with all the pretty flowers.
My husband also gave me a camera, albeit it was his old one, which in Michael's world means it's been in use for the past 6 months and is professional grade. I continued to smile because I know he gave it to me in hopes that I will get up to speed with all the photography stuff so I can help him with the new business...he's looking for a young, hot, cheap assistant...look no further - keep the comments to yourselves peanut gallery - you know who you are.
After Michael headed off to run barefoot through the tulips (that was the only image I had when he said he had to work the Tulip festival), I got a visit from the parental unit...aka Gammy & Papa. Of course little Miss was in a comma type nap - that had they not shown up she surely would have woken from but after a couple hours she finally awoke from her slumber to put the smiles on their faces. After they got their "Abbey Fix" she and I packed it up and headed down to join Michael in the park. I hastily threw together a couple sandwiches, having had initial plans of a grand picnic in the park , it quickly became two turkey & cheese sandwiches and a bag of gold fish...remember...post baby life = less time and brain power for proper planning.
After driving around for what seemed like forever we found parking, I opted to drive past crack alley and opt for hospital row, at least by the hospital the crack heads were getting treatment. Once we landed we got to enjoy some of the flavors of the festival, took some great pics and then got the heck out...I forgot how much I hate crowds of overweight people fighting for a spot in the fried dough line...it makes me want to jog with BOB (a topic for another blog).
The day was capped off with a visit to Grandma & Grandpa Gardner's and the chance to meet Myles Edward Vedder for the first time. OMG - I love babies...other people's babies that is - this in no way implies I want more. My stance on that issue has not changed. I will take this oportnity to re-post my official statement - "Kids are not Lays potato chips, you can have just one" I can however, hold and love everyone elses so ladies just keep having them!
And here's the one I had enjoying her day with Mommy and Daddy and the Tulips...
We miss you already Daddy...:-( Hurry home from Houston!
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