I’m closing in on the last minutes of the weekend. It was a good one with lots of Daddy time with the kids. Kelly took Hallie to see The Nutcracker Saturday morning, leaving Travis and me to work on some projects. We went to Lowes to pick up mulch and a few other items and returned home to finish our flowerbed project around the mailbox. After naps for the kids, we had dinner with our friends yesterday evening and had a great time.
Oh, and I spent time yesterday cleaning out Smitty’s stuff. Gone are her scratching post, unopened bags of cat food and cat litter, and her cat box. I seemed to feel more accepting of things once I got those out of the house. I also spent my free time rounding up all the photos of Smitty I have in my online collection. I’d like to build some sort of memorial project out of them, someday.
It began to steadily rain Saturday afternoon and didn’t stop until well into Sunday morning. The MT.Net weather station says 1.02 inches fell before midnight last night. We got more after midnight so I’ll add the rest to the storm total once my station records today’s rain.
Today after the entire family leisurely lounge in our bed, Kelly and Travis made breakfast. Kelly then left for the coffee shop to get some of her consulting work done while Hallie, Travis and I settled on what we were to do. We ended up going to one of Hallie’s suggestions: the N.C. Museum of Art.
Sad to say the art museum is even less kid-friendly than it used to be. The play area where kids once could create their own art with stamp pads and crayons is now a sterile room with a few generic toys and not much else. I left the Contemporaries board when I became a parent, mostly because my time commitment to our baby left me little free time, but also partly because I sensed that young parents wouldn’t fit well with it. I hope to bring up these concerns with the few folks I keep in touch with there. Hopefully, the museum can do more to cater to budding artists.
Kelly returned around 4 PM, about which time everyone else spent time at our neighbors’, Frank and Brea’s. Dinner followed, after which the kids got their baths and stories.
There’s the weekend: not exciting but special nontheless.