New Year's Eve. Banging pots and pans at midnight while trying not to blow away.
At Griffith's Observatory. Among the other interesting things I learned there that day, Mr. Griffith's first name was Griffith. No joke.
The Discovery Children's Museum. I didn't take pictures of the little kids, or Karin or Beebe, but we all went together. I just trailed the big boys, so that's who I got pictures of.
And finally, because we joked that I would put it up on the blog, here's the picture of Mom being silly at dinner:
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Is that a giant burrito?
That is a giant burrito and Mom had just commented right before her burrito was placed in front of her that the kids' meals looked like the perfect size for her.
That was a fun day- I don't think I even brought my camera there and I was glad Bryan met us for dinner (the adult to child ratio was much better, even though the kids were so good from being so tired).
I am looking forward to more posts now that you are reunited with your camera.
Yay! Welcome back to blogging! Was his last name also Griffith, then?
I have cute, cute photos of the little kids, including them climbing around on the big plastic pile of dinosaur poo. Remind me to get them to you.
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