I made it through the first half of NaBloPoMo so it's all downhill from here, right? Thought so.
This past weekend held the kind of schedule I wish could be repeated every single weekend, the kind that leaves you wondering how on Earth it could ever be beat.
The 3 of us went to a Saturday night photo show opening in Woodstock where Ash devoured the grapes and cheese plate while we caught up with friends and saw great art. He fell asleep on the ride home, so we picked up some sushi for a late dinner and SNL after tucking him in for the night. And then Sunday happened.
8:30 Ash wakes up
9:30 Bacon & egg breakfast in bed
10:00 NYT & Dora the Explorer (in bed)
12:00 Finally get ready for the day, spend most of it running around down on Main St popping in and out of the little village shops
7:00 Mommy manages to fumble together an amazing chicken curry meal where Ash once again unleashes his devouring skills
8:00 Train time
9:00 Night night
One pretty kickin' way to spend a weekend if you ask me.