Mimi came to visit Henry and I since Mike was out of town at a conference in NYC last weekend. Grampy came over for the day and had some fun playing in Henry's big crawling tube. Grampy was a good sport about crawling in since I can't fit my fat prego butt in there anymore. Aunt Meggy also crawled in the tube and Henry thought that was the most fun thing ever. Henry had a blast with Mimi, and one of the funniest moments of the weekend was when we went to eat breakfast at Village Inn on Sunday morning - Mimi decided to just throw a sweatshirt on over her pajama top (it was 7am after all) but was very conflicted about doing so. I was like, "Mom, it's Village Inn, you don't know anyone in Omaha, and you can't even tell it's your pajama top anyway, who cares?" Well those who know Mimi know that she does care, but she wore the pj top under her sweatshirt anyway, with just a bit of the top poking out from under the neck of the sweatshirt. We get to Village Inn and she takes off her coat, at which point Henry laughs and announces to the entire restaurant, "Mimi is wearing her jammies!"
In other news, we're gearing up for a busy week around here! Mike's parents come into town on Friday and we have an egg hunt planned with our neighbors for Easter Sunday. Hopefully the weather will cooperate! Today we topped out at a balmy 37 degrees.
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I'd go to Village Inn with My Hanky Doodle anytime with my pj's on! (As long as it's Omaha and 7:00 AM) :-)
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