In my rush to get out and packing, I missed telling you that at the Albany Institute of History & Art, they’re celebrating a Mummy Birthday Festival from 1-4 pm on Sunday, Nov. 21st.Â There will be storytelling, treats, and a craft in which kids can bring a toy to mummify.
We traveled with no problem, including M doing just fine, thank you. Which was especially fortunate because she chose Chinese beef & broccoli and fried rice at 9:30 am.Â You have to understand that, since she’d woken up at 5 am, she felt ready for lunch.Â And I am so slow-witted in the morning that I didn’t even put together that it might be an unwise choice.Â So she was already digging into it when when Cute W made some dramatic facial expressions over their heads that alerted me to our peril. We were all overtired and a little punchy, so that we all ended up giggling and then guffawing at the frightening prospect of revisiting the fried rice as well as other assorted issues–W and I started it, and then J accused us of drinking too much juice. Â Luckily, it turned out to be just what she needed.
The girls played with their cousins and J regaled Grandma & Grandpa with Thanksgiving songs from kindergarten, and we kept everyone up too late.Â As we finally headed to bed, I was seriously afraid that someone was going to stumble and fall down the stairs.Â So, phew! If anyone who sent “no barf” vibes wants to send “sleep in” vibes, I’ll take ’em!