Friday, September 7, 2012

Squirt Park de Jour

As excited as I am about what is happening upstairs, it's still really loud and unpleasant to be home in the midst of a major construction project.  The girls don't even seem to notice.  Genevieve interrogates every dude walking up and down the stairs with a fast line of questioning that involves tools, paint color and if anyone has seen her (toy of the day) that she misses and hasn't seen in eighty years. 

I decided to pack us up this morning and brave school clothes shopping as a trio.  In hindsight I'm not sure why I thought cramming into a tiny dressing room and watching Genevieve try on 14 outfits while sumo wrestling her impatient little sister would be a better option than listening to a nail gun all day, but we got the job done.

We picnicked and played at the squirt park for the afternoon.  It was 80 degrees!  I forgot a magazine so resorted to eavesdropping to keep me entertained.  Main topics overheard were preschool, lack of sleep, and the election.  I would have been much happier with a People magazine.  Next time.

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