acting like a child

Although my friend ultimately bailed on me, my weekend ended up being anything but just me and TheDog. Not that TheDog didn't get some quality time with me. (I'd show you pictures, but my card reader has gone to the great card-reader graveyard.) But a few others got some quality time, as well.

I got to hang out with my sister-in-law (SIL1) and nieces quite a bit. Including another entertaining evening at the pizza place, ice cream with a bear, a walk / "bike ride" around town, and, of course, some tickle-monster time.

I went to Oktoberfest with friends a town over and ran into another I hadn't seen in a long time. He's the same. Hasn't changed. Which is unfortunate in some ways.

I also spent plenty of time with my brother, SIL1 and my nieces. A "little" bike ride, that took the better part of a day. Home-cooked (not by me) dinner. A trip to the police station. And lots of hanging out in the front yard, being the "don't do that" aunt.

Of course, TheDog and I snuck in a short hike, walks into town for early morning coffee, and some lazy deck reading and barking.

As Sunday's sun began to set, I hurriedly cleaned up my parents' home-away-from-home and headed back down the hill for more childhood-reminiscent fun. Fun including hot cocoa, a board game, and a cute boy.