Dan & I headed to Busch Gardens to ride the roller coasters one evening.
The park transforms into Howl-o-Scream for the month of October and boy did I scream once the sun went down & I'm not just talking about on the roller coasters. I ran at 7.0 treadmill speed through these haunted pathways occupied by bloody-chain-saw holding creeps lurking in the shadows, waiting to scare the tar out of passersby. NOT for the easily-startled, like myself. Dan found it quite comical, my targeting myself by wearing my fear on my sleeve-that is. We had a blast once we sped past to the roller coasters. (Dans iPhone fell out on the last one & we deemed it gone forever. Can you believe someone turned it into lost & found & we got it back a few days later?!)
The girls & I followed mom up to Alexandria for a couple of days, where she was working. I lived in DC for awhile as a flight attendant, based at Dulles. I'd always heard if I loved the charm of Georgetown, I should head to Old Town Alexandria, but had never made the trip over the bridge.
I'm sorta cracking up as I write this because in truth, we enjoyed walking down King Street & playing in the park at Union. And I'm still thinking about the Salmon I ate that night watching the sunset over the river. But with an energetic 3 y/o the ambiance is a bit altered by potty trips & lessons in ChickfilA volumes & fancy-schmancy place volumes. (the waiter swore they were kid-friendly & it wasn't any problem).
With baby barf down the front & back of my shirt, walking in & out of Paper Source & that adorable toy shop was an exercise in humility more than anything.
I scored some Christmas goods at Crate & Barrel outlet on Prince Street.
It was a fun trip. A stop at IKEA & Wegmans on the way was just icing on the cake.
It's always nice to get away long enough to miss home.
I got to keep 3 of my friend's 6 kids so she could surprise her husband with an overnight stay sans kiddos for his birthday. What a pleasure to see this on my sofa that morning.