This morn I delivered Scarlet to "Aunt" Alli so she could have her much awaited "Chicago Fun Trip". Alli is highly energetic and had a packed agenda planned: puppy play (they recently got a new Golden pup), a tennis lesson with Uncle Sean, pool time, then to the store to gather ingredients to make dinner, then eating, planting flowers, bath, movie time, and sleep over shenanigans. Scarlet was thrilled from the onset of this idea and last night packed 2 suitcases for the adventure complete with bathrobe, slippers, sun hat, swimming goggles, purses, various shoes, outfits for any weather, a movie, books, notebooks--it was crazy how much stuff she thoughtfully laid out and stuffed in her Pepto-Bismol pink bags.
I got a call tonight reporting Scarlet was excellent all day and even declared to Alli "this was the best day of my life!" (She does have a bunch o' best days, but this is a good sign!) It is refreshing to receive such a good report as well as to know she is in fantastic/loving hands. Cleansing exhale.
Worst Part of the Day-
I detest Chicago traffic. I met Alli in the 'burbs to lighten her driving load. On the way home I went about 5 miles in 1 hour. What is the hold up, peeps? Liam was a trooper spending many an hour in his car seat this afternoon. At one point along the drive he started saying "hot hot hot" and I absently repeated "hot hot hot". Then I looked at him in the rear view mirror and saw his hair was wet with sweat and plastered to his little head as he was caught in a sunny spot--sorry my Little (low maintenance) Man.
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