There is a wonderful snack shack in the village that satisfies the American-food-craving on every level. And to top it off, they have an on-site playground! So the boys and I just jumped in the car (mismatches clothes and all!) tonight and headed into town. 1st: hot dogs, curly fries & Sierra Mist in the trunk of the Mommy Car (allowing Ashton to bug us, err, I mean, roam, freely). 2nd: play at playground (I know for a fact that to Aiden, that should have been first, but mommies always seem to overrule all outside demands). 3rd: ice cream! (duh!)
Ash-Babash (newest nickname!) is also Mr. Cause-and-Effect (Daddy's nickname for him): every toy I gave him ended up being chucked. Nothing new to me.
No! Not my cell phone!
Ok, so I TOTALLY realize this is a ridiculous pic of me and my cherry-dipped soft serve, but it was the best I could do one handed! That is my yummy-face, fyi!
And this is Mr. Aiden. Mr. Predictable. Mr. Stable. Mr. Everything-Had-Better-Be-Normal with his vanilla and sprinkles. Happy Boy!
Now they are tucked in bed, out for the count. After 6 months of being stuck in-doors, this was quite an adventure for my boys! I am looking forward to many more impromptu visits to the Snack Shack!
