friday with arthur

Yesterday, as Henry spent a fun-filled day with his grands, Aidan and I hit the road in search of Uncle Arthur in the Pearl. We found him near PNCA- parked and loaded up the SINGLE (ah me) Bugaboo throne. We hit Cheeky B (where A picked up a new Sigg water bottle and two handles) and REI (where A got his first pair of Crocks). We stuck there for a bit and watched kids climb the rock wall. Then we found our way to Green Frog Toys. Have you been there? Gad- its a kid dreamland! All the best and most gloryific toys I've been reading about for our boy's future fun times. Aidan surprised me by delving deep into his Freudian wonderings... Thomas the train goes in the tunnel... Thomas goes out of the tunnel- and back in - and back out.... there were these flocked foam cars ( I must admit, I want every color, size and shape for them someday) blow up bouncy horses called Rody (want & want), plastic shells (Bilibo!!), PlasmaCar, PLAYMOBILE. Arthur indulged the little prince for a day with his first Playmobile toy. A farm set up complete with sheep, pig, cow, pear tree, girl, boy, cart and HORSE!

Wham- we ran into Little Urbanites and found a fab cardboard play house (which we didn't get- and some oh so cute clothing options. Then we stopped by Sip and Kranz for our mid day meal of turkey sand's for the big kids and grilled cheese and apples for the little. We showed A's sweet bottom to the world as he changed into his swim gear for his adventure at Jamison Fountain/Park/Square. He had a blast and Uncle Arthur rolled up his pant legs and joined in as the tide was low. Towel off, remove 'lovely' poopy swim diaper and change into dry clothes- and off for more baby shopping at Posh Boutique where Aidan got a cutie-pie hat for his blonde noggin. And then to get some ice cream at Cool Moon to finish up the day.
Can you tell? I actually had fun shopping. Sometimes I let the voices in my head rule- and sometimes I let Arthur! What a fun day. Aidan had a blast- I don't think he minded being a singleton one little bit!
Henry was happy as a clam when we got to the grand's, yo. He was sleeping in his nappy tent- but got up to cause a little havoc before we left.
On the way home we stopped at Albertson's and visited with Kristy (Carissa's mom) and had a few "bitey cold" (which means popsicle in Aidan-speak).
The end.