digging for buried treasure
Yesterday we all traveled to the Strip District. However, being as it was a Saturday and I value my sanity, we parked on the other side of the river by the old Heinz factory (which is now really cool lofts…Ketchup anyone?) and walked over.
It was a beautifully sunny day, however, it was only 45 degrees and windy. Plus, we were traveling with a double stroller. Not a good idea when you’re navigating the narrow sidewalks of the Strip along with the tables that were set up in front of the stores AND massive amounts of people.
So yes, my sanity was tested. A lot. We still had a good time, regardless.
While Claire and I went into Stan’s fruit stand to get some, well, fruit…duh, Matt lent his sunglasses to Luca to play with so he could take some photos.
So Matt told me to be on alert for him to pass it and then give it back to him, so he could reattach it.
Then today, while Matt was changing Luca’s diaper before we stuck them in the tub, he got all excited, thinking he found his lost nose piece. He thought it looked rubbery and just the right size, so he pinched it between a wipe and it squirted him.
Turns out it was a blueberry.
When he told me that, it totally made my day. And grossed me out. And made me giggle. All at the same time.
But now I still have to be on the lookout for the nose piece. Lucky me.