Happy Monday!

Yes, that is right -- Happy Monday!  I am coming down from a perfectly delightful weekend and, although I will need a little rest from all the excitement, it was such fun.

We had the Bean for the weekend -- well from Saturday to Sunday and she is just such a delight.  We took her to her favorite restaurant -- Jason's Deli -- which she enjoyed immensely.  She says she is going to be a "cooker" when she grows up and have her own Jason's Deli.  Gotta love a gal with a plan!  In fact, she is always wanting to know what the "plan" is. 

Then, when we returned we searched for something to watch on tv.  We were looking for movies and she is quite enamoured with "Davy Crockett" so, as luck would have it, the 1955 version with Fess Parker and Buddy Ebsen was on our "on demand" service so we loaded it up and set about watching.  At exactly 12 minutes into the film I stopped it -- who knew there was so much violence in a 1955 Disney movie.  Of course, logic would have it that you couldn't have a non-violent War of 1812 or Battle of the Alamo but it just struck me that I didn't expect it to be so, well, graphic.  So, the search went on.  We finally settled on "Air Bud".  About a half hour into it she said it was taking too long and she needed to go to bed so we turned it off and headed to bed which meant tooth brushing, allergy meds, eczema lotion, and countless drinks of water, a potty break and finally, at 9:30 we were down for the night.  It took a little while for the party gal to decompress and fall out but when she did, she barely moved all night and woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed.  I, however, did not.  My "parenting" style includes staying awake most of the night making sure the child is ok -- even though I was sleeping right next to her.  Brought back fond memories of my own children when I would get up every hour on the hour to "check" on them -- and that was when they were well.  Almost never slept when they were ill. 

So, Sunday came and went, Mom and Dad came home from their anniversary outing and Bean helped Gramps and I cook dinner.  Finally, Mom was melting down and baby was tired and runnng amok so it was time for the good time to end.  Bags packed, toys gathered, good-byes said and they were off.

So what did Gramps and I do then?  We finished watching Davy Crockett, of course!