|Can't wait to try it when I get home.|
As their last hurrah before the kids had to go back to school on Monday (except for ours, most parts of the country have figured out that a week of vacation in the middle of February is useless to everyone) we went to the aquarium.
It was packed, and the trip essentially was just my 2-year-old yelling "Fish! Fish!" for 2.5 hours.
|Well, imagine that. Another one!|
As we passed the penguins, they turned on some sprinklers mounted on the rocks and all the penguins froze and enjoyed standing in the spray. They all looked pretty hilarious, particularly this guy:
|Eyes closed, head leaned back... Yes, yes this is the life.|
We also went on a hike, which is considerably more difficult than it sounds when you're hugely pregnant and the trail is hilly and covered in ice.
I think I'll decline to attend the next hike until the snow melts, but the kids had fun.
|The preschooler got tired so Phillip became the human equivalent of a charter bus.|
The kids' favorite part was stopping at a frozen-over pond (even though it was warm the ice was still solid enough to walk on) and stopping to clear the path of a stream that was clogged up with dead leaves.
I hope we didn't like, ruin the ecosystem by doing that.
On Tuesday we finally got to get rid of my son's class frog that we'd been watching at our house over the break. I couldn't wait to get that thing back, and I think the feeling was mutual.
I didn't think Kermit enjoyed staying with us, but now I have proof: I talked to another parent who had him over Christmas vacation, and she claims he kept them up all night with his loud croaking. Well, we had him for 10 days and he didn't make a single sound.
Actually, he did very little that led us to believe he wasn't dead. I knew he didn't like us.
Lately, we've been on an informal quest to show movies we remember fondly from our childhoods to our children. One of my favorites was Sister Act, which we watched together this week and it was even better than I remembered.
The kids loved that Professor McGonagall was in it.
As I went looking for an except from the movie on YouTube to put into this post, I came across what's most likely the strangest thing on the Internet.
Apparently there's a prison in the Philippines that teaches choreographed dance routines to the inmates as part of their rehabilitation, including one of the songs from Sister Act. I was literally unable to look away.
I can't quite explain how much I love watching the guy in the front because he is so into it. If you watch the video, even though there are 400 people all dressed in orange you'll know exactly who I mean. At 2:23 he makes you laugh until you cry, and then at 2:44 you die.
In sad news, Phillip went on a business trip and forgot his workout clothes and shoes. For most people that wouldn't be a big deal, and might possibly even be a cause for celebration, but for Phillip that's like forgetting to bring air to breathe.
He was so bummed about it, but it's probably for the best since he's been having troubles with one of his knees.
Maybe he can raise his spirits by going out for a company-paid-for dinner at absolutely any restaurant he wants and then going back to his hotel room that was cleaned by a maid while he was out and sleeping for an uninterrupted 8 hours. I've heard that's nice.
There have been a few really frigid days here this winter, but overall we've mostly been having the warmest weather ever. I went to an OB appointment in a T-shirt yesterday, if that's any indication of what I'm talking about.
All thanks to El Niño.
This is beautiful.