saturday::salvaged

saturday

we slept in

well, not the kids,

just us

but boy when we rose

we made swift plans for the day!

with breakfast,

personal hygiene,

and dressing

accomplished in

near record time

we were on the road

starbucks in hand

a fun little plan

and then

"what the hell was that?"

for some reason,

a reason which neither

one of us can pinpoint,

we took the elder of our two

vehicles

maybe cause she just got

shiny new tires

and brakes

but this didn't seem to matter

when she completely died halfway

to our destination

which, did i mention,

is in the foothills,

and we were 30 miles

from everything

but a barn and a 1000 cows.

she started right back up

but the glaring engine light

told us to turn around

so home we went

we pottied

refilled our snacks

and took our numero uno

vehicle.

it was like the movie

groundhog day

except we did not stop

at starbucks again

i promise.

so off we go

same path

kids very confused at this point

we finally make it to our destination:

nothing like a good street festival!

and of course we ate our way through it!

i swear, there really was a potato under there!

we waited in line for the
obligatory face painting

more like camped out in line,

mercy what we do for these kids!

we even avoided car-tastrophe number 2

when the little big guy

popped the brake on this

little ditty

and sent it rolling backwards

down the incline it was parked on!

so after taking in all things irish

and not so irish...

we made our way to the

vineyard down the road

unbeknownst to us,

it was daffodil day there

the sight of spring flowers

made my heart swell with the promise

of new life that spring brings!

{all the while trying to figure a way

to wrestle a few barrels of spring flowers

into our truck...there were so many

just calling my name...but they were not for sale!}



we perused our first ever flower show

who knew so many people were vying

for the best daffodil?!

and who can stop at a vineyard

and not taste the wares?

and what do the kids do whilst

we sip some vino you ask?

why read books and play with toys of course!

a winery after the hearts of parents!

a great day...long, but fun!

and i leave you with a few funny quotes from the day:

the little big guy, as we zoom over tummy tickling hills:

"these hills make my privates tingle!" {tmi son!}

and i overheard this gem...

a woman behind me exclaims:

"are you biting your nipple?"

{speaking to a baby in a stroller}

but her tipsy friends respond with crass comments

not suited for my blog! hee hee!