So I like to DO things.
That's when I feel like we're really a really real family - when we're out together, havin' fun. Cuz apparently we're not a real family when we're sitting around the living room, staring at one another. Or something.
So most Saturdays we rush through the chores - dusting, mowing the lawn, scrubbing bathrooms and vacuuming when Mr. Squishy is out of the house - getting it done as fast as we can so we can go OUT.
"Family Dates," we call 'em. Pure awesomeness.
So this past Saturday's Family Date was to my town's Global Festival. Absolutely free. More pure awesomeness.
First, there was a parade.
Little Prince now wants to take bagpipe lessons.
I've always wanted to twirl in one of these dresses. They are made for twirling.
VIVA BRASIL!!!! Of course this guy was the most animado of the parade. There is no translation for animado. If you don't speak Portuguese, I feel sorry for you and your frustration that I'm not going to explain what animado means.
.... Nope, still not going to explain.
We even got a Chinese dragon. He scared the beejeevers out of all the kids.
The Natural Born Citizen missed out, man. He and all his chins.
Then we ate hot dogs and drank orange pop. Sunshine was in heaven.
On to the Home Depot tent! Because, ya know, Home Depot totally belongs at an international festival. Especially when they had free crafts that you can BUILD WITH A HAMMER AND NAILS. Plus awesomecool Builder Man Aprons. I have boys. We liked that tent.
Aaaaaaand the NBC slept some more.
We watched some dances and sat next to some cute little Indian girls.
I always wanted to be Indian.
We giggled over the fact that Mr. Squishy's pants kept falling down.
And then my worst fear came true. Someone recognized me from my blog.
Turns out that it was totally fun, and I can't remember why I always dreaded it. Sharon was superawesomefun and even let me take a picture of this totally surreal moment. Kisses, lady! Now you can't hide as a lurker any longer. Hopefully I didn't say anything embarrassing. It was all rather a blur.
Our Family Date was deemed a success, and topped it off with milkshakes on the way home. Even the NBC got one. I did a little shimmy before nursing him.
Family Dates? Best thing ever.