Saturday In The Park

One of our favorite musical groups, Chicago, had a hit song with that title and lyric, “Saturday In The Park…I think it was the fourth of July.” Well, it was a far cry from July 4^th (it was a cool May 25^th, 2013), but we had an enjoyable full Saturday of fun!

Daddy’s Saturday began as usual, even though it was Memorial Day weekend, Daddy had to get up early and off to his Saturday domestic violence intervention activist facilitator job. Immediately thereafter, shortly after ten a.m. Daddy was home and Mommy had each of you dressed and ready to go!

We first made a run to the bank so we would have a little cash to take with us to Farmer’s Market (where the two of you are recognized regulars:)). While at our friendly bank, the teller who always recognizes both of you asked if it was ok for the two of you to have a sucker—that was a difficult decision :). So, we got our spending money (and two suckers) and headed home to get our carriage and our gear :).

We packed up our carriage with some fruit, fruit snacks, and water as well as several blankets and an umbrella so we could head downtown for our visit to Farmer’s Market.  Then, of course, we packed up our precious cargo, Emilia Bodhi and Jude Liam :), and off on our adventure! Mommy had an appointment and she agreed to catch up with us at the park later.

We made our way to the Farmer’s Market where our market proprietor friends greeted us as we purchased a small strawberry-rhubarb pie and a zucchini bread, and where we chatted with our friend Mary Bilby who a week ago gave you, Ms. Bodhi, a complementary miniature sunflower plant to offset the trauma of your broken arm (Mommy and you planted it that afternoon when we returned from the marketJ). She told us next weekend she would have for sale some miniature tomato plants which were ideal for “fairy gardens.” Daddy asked her to hold one for us and we would make certain to see her again next weekend :).

We next headed to the park (Foster Park) where there was an all-day concert activity scheduled. It was a local talent concert series sponsored in part by Mommy’s cousin, Jordan (who we all saw and talked with). Mommy joined us after her appointment and she brought with her lunch from Subway—so we picnicked and enjoyed the concert music—well we enjoyed some of the concert music, some of the gothic rap was a little beyond Daddy’s level of appreciation :). We also met another of the concert’s sponsors, Patrick, a very nice young man and a friend of Jordan’s. We enjoyed ourselves for hours, alternating concert appreciation with playing at the children’s playground. Mommy brought along Arlo and Allie, after making a quick return trip home to change your clothes after you projectile vomited everywhere (including on yourself) Ms. Bodhi, after which you seemed perfectly fine. Many admirers of our dogs came along to greet us and make friends with Allie and Arlo, including a fellow we all witnessed being arrested a short time later (apparently for a drug violation).

By late afternoon, and of course after enjoying some ice cream from Crazy Jay’s Ice Cream Parlor across the street from the park, we made our way home and settled in for the evening. Daddy could tell by evening that the effects of a cool, and occasionally damp, Saturday in the park was going to have an effect on a developing sore throat and chest cold/sneezing cold which later truly made Daddy more than ready for an early “night, night.” Fortunately, the two of you seemed spared of the cold symptoms (you’ve had them for at least the previous week), though Mommy started to show signs of falling under the weather too :(

Saturday evening came to a close, with a certainty we enjoyed a full, fun Saturday together, blessed to have the love of one another and our beautiful family (oh, by the way Mommy, both Bodhi and Buddha told me today they want a baby brother named Gabriel Quinn:). Sleep on that :).

Buddha with his dog, Allie :)

Bodhi girl with Daddy :)

Mr. Arlo sitting next to Momma :)