With as beautiful as this mid-March weather has been lately, we've been taking every advantage of sitting on our deck before the summer sun and heat roll in and scorch us. It's nice to be able to utilize the deck, considering when it's usually warm enough to sit out there, it's also usually summertime and already 90 degrees in the sun...and sitting on our deck, with zero tree coverage or shade other than our giant umbrella (which still hardly covers enough ground) in the summertime is painful, sweaty, and will cause you a sunburn in 60 seconds flat.
That being said, having an early spring AND having already had daylight savings time, we've been trying to spend some extra time outdoors in the evenings. It puts us all in a good mood, and (dare I say it) even seems to help Nick sleep better at night. So the other night, Nick and I decided to have a little mommy-son happy hour.
I posted on Facebook that Nick was the best Happy Hour date I'd ever had...which Todd pretended to take offense to. In all honesty, I think Todd was just jealous that he didn't get to take part (he was busy doing some heavy lifting and moving things around in the basement post Shandy Cup.)
But then my "date" started working on something big. As in, he pooped his pants. And it was getting close to bedtime anyway, so we packed up and called it a day.
He was quite proud! ;)
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