Happy with Daddy, time to go home with Aunt Kat.
Sunday...oh Sunday. Well, we were all up and ready for church. Jack had on this ADORABLE green and white checked smocked jon jon. He was so cute. Beside the point, but still, he was so cute! So, coffee and Bibles in hand, we turn the alarm on and head out the door. Right after the door shut, Jeff said, "Did you grab the keys?" Um, no. I didn't. "Are the spare keys in the back?" Um, no. I forgot to put them back out last time I used them. Really? So we had church in the backyard, waiting for the locksmith to show up. Not the perfect start. But, once the locksmith got here and helped up get back in the house, Jack took a nap and we decided to have Sunday lunch out. Usually we have family lunch on Sundays, which is so wonderful. But this week, Jeff's parents were visiting his brother in Baltimore, my mom was lunching with some friends from church, and my sister was helping out with a presentation at Sunday school. So it was just the three of us at Pappacito's! And Jack learned that he loves rice. And beans. But not rice and beans off of a fork or spoon. The taste much better one handful at a time.