Friday night: “What’s that you say, Mom? A long weekend? Prince Sir Toby approves.”
Saturday: “What a pleasant day to be color-coordinated on the deck.”
Sunday afternoon, on an urban hike: “Is this stupid or genius?”
Right after we got home Sunday afternoon: “Wow I’m glad we didn’t go for a real hike”
Not shown on Monday: Getting some help at the gym with my lifts and then sewing and organizing allll daaaaay (aka The Best Day).