Weekend before last, Dave’s uncle Dale came to town (why did the camera not come out??) to catch a Mariners’ game with Dave.
The girls and I were on our own and since we were also carless (so Dave and Dale could pick up yummy Chinese on the way home from the game), it was quite providential for my folks to call and say they wanted a visit.
So Dave and Dale high-tailed it for the game and the proverbial cat made its way out of the bag. The girls were driving me a little nuts with no hope for behavioral improvement at the lunch table. I decided it would far more likely be a cooperative venture to let the girls eat on the doorstep picnic-style so they could see the GPs arrive. Little did we figure on traffic being such a beast (thanks stupid Seafair) and it took the GPs far longer than usual to make their way up. But the girls loved the novelty of eating outside and the wait afforded me with a moment to capture a few cute shots of the girls.
Just home from their trip to Bruges, it had been a while since Nana and Pepere and the girls had all seen each other and the weather was (strangely) lovely, so I think it was a nice diversion for everyone!
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