A Rare Day Home

Since I had a rare day off yesterday - Thank you Dr. King - I let the Boy decide what we would do.

First stop? Arby's for lunch and then The Children's Museum. We played in the art studio, we played in Mr. Roger's Neighborhood and we climbed things, built boats and caught parachutes. It was a lot of fun. Still having a little time in the day, we found our selves at the National Aviary.

The Boy is quite a pistol. He told me that I could ask him any question about the birds as he knew all the answers because - wait for it - he worked there.

So, he introduced me to the "Scarlett Macaws" the "Toucan Sams" the "Owlets" and the "Eagles" with precision. He pays close attention to those around him and then bursts forth with a "Mom! This is a Macaw . . ." He has such a wonderful imagination.

He even held a Mealworm out for a bird to swoop down and eat up as a snack. He was much impressed. Lastly, he held a piece of grape in his had for a prestigious and very regal looking pheasant to nibble - The Great Argus Pheasant. The Boy was thrilled.

He was not done, however. We capped the afternoon off with a trip to the Cinema 8 where we watched Happy Feet. I thought it was cute, too preachy for my tastes, but cute. The dancing was adorable. The Boy was very happy with the movie choice and the chance to eat movie popcorn and drink slushies.

By the time I turned out of the parking lot of the mall, he had fallen asleep. But, he was up when we got home and spent the rest of the night - until 11 pm!! watching the Golden Globes with me and telling me which actress had the prettier dress and who talked funny in between my reading of the Rainbow Fish and a couple power ranger, action figure fights.

All in all, it was a lovely day. We had a very active and imagination filled afternoon. Memories. That was the word for the day!

How was your weekend?