strolling tree lined streets.
stopping for smooth coffees.
taking a saturday road trip sans our little folk.
finding musty roadside antique stores.
bartering for copper saucepans and vintage tea plates.
trying to sleep while baby is tumbling and turning inside.
reading the tiger who came to tea with cc a hundred times.
sifting through sepia pictures for making collages.
watching cc crawl through tunnels and dig in indoor sandpits.
that was our weekend.
now it is back to workday monday, and we are missing cc's pa already.