Hangin' With Nana And PopPop

** I'm having trouble getting the pictures to show up right. The last 3 pictures are of Pie. ***

My mom and dad (aka Nana and PopPop) went home to Texas yesterday after visiting for a week, so having nothing to do today feels kinda weird. We did a lot of fun stuff with them. The night that they arrived was when that huge freakin storm hit the city and knocked out the power at half a million homes. But miraculously, not ours! We did have a wee bit of flooding in our basement, but since I'd been kickin ass on laundry, there was only a minimal amount of wet clothes on the floor. Hallelujah. It really was a scary storm. Made the national news; maybe you saw it.

We visited the Train Museum that Tito loves - in fact, my dad was actually involved in the dedication ceremony for the re-opening of the museum many years ago.
My dad's a train nut too, so he and Tito bonded. T later told me that PopPop is his best friend.







Mr. P. was a crabass. He did a lot of scowling.








Beeb particularly enjoyed the Creation Station, where she made a creepy new friend named Linda. I'm sure this lady meant to be sweet, but she just gave me the willies. At one point she told me, "Oh, your daughter Natalie is just so special! If I had a daughter like her, I would never, ever cry."

(shudder)

Ok, the "if" in that sentence implies that a) she doesn't have a daughter (or at least not one as cool as Beeb) and b) that she cries a lot. Neither of which is particulalrly surprising, but oh, that's just sooooo much more than I needed to know about Linda. Still, I do appreciate her candor. So I can poke fun at her on my blog.

Beeb loved the attention, despite the fact that it was coming from a troll. Note Linda's eerily adoring gaze. Creepy, no?






Saturday night we took the kids to the drive-in to see Monster House and Nacho Libre. Despite the sub-par peoplewatching, a good time was had by all.


Sunday was Beeb's party! We had perfect weather and a really nice group of girls.

Here's Beeb's cake.



The Reverend arrived in a fugly Hawaiian shirt, which amused me, but I was enormously (and ironically) disappointed at Mrs. Aldi's shocking display of uncharacteristically good fashion sense.

I tried reeeeeally hard to get a Baby Got Back pic for you all, but this was the best I could do. My apologies.









Pie regaled us all with what he referred to as Hip-Hop Dancing.








Yeah, it was a good time.