Our schedules from about April on have been busier than normal. (I refuse to believe this is the new normal. Don't tell me that. I'm not listening.)
Life with teenagers: busy.
Saturday, after Braeden had a drive for driver's ed, we escaped the endless stuff-that-needs-doing around here and headed to Seattle.
Our first stop was Pike Place Market where Adam parallel parked our van in a spot that was the size of a deck of cards. (Show off. What's he going to do next, open a jar?)
Adam also told each kid they could spend $4.
|this hat was over budget, but very cute|
Emma never found anything and wants her $4 in cash. Braeden spent his $4 on teriyaki chicken (and then he inhaled it).
|when you're always hungry, you're always hungry|
|Braeden is not that tall, he is standing up a stair from me...so's Mark. I must defend my height.|
Then I told her something hilarious and she had to smile (though she valiantly resisted).
Photographic evidence that I'm funny, because mostly they roll their eyes at my (hilarious) jokes.
We went to the sculpture park and the kids rolled down the hill.
|Emma looks a little dizzy...|
It made Mark's pants crooked.
And it made us all laugh a lot.
Though it was not sunny, the day was beautiful.
And even though Braeden drove home (you haven't lived until you've merged on the freeway with your 15 year old behind the wheel), it was relaxing.