weekend with the grandparents

Does anyone else have problems with tall boots trying to strangle your calves? I blame the boots. I don't have giant calves, but they are on the muscular side (I am, after all SUPER athletic... heh.) and while wide-calf versions tend to make me feel like I'm clomping around in rubber rain boots, I feel lucky when I can pull on a regular tall boot and zip it up. The heavens open up, angelic choirs start singing, and I just might start doing the cabbage patch in the middle of the store in all my joy. Might.

You might be asking yourself, 'what on Earth does that have to do with your weekend?' My answer is...well, pretty much nothing. The whole boot issue is a big deal to me though. So let's discuss, okay?

About the weekend though...we had a nice, relaxing weekend with the grandparents that ended with a picnic lunch in the canyon and a little playing in the river. (Another thought for discussion: the kids ignore our swingset, but gladly spend hours outside at grandma & grandpa's swinging their little hearts out. What gives?)

Hope you all had a great weekend too!