...but fun weekend. My parents came down on Friday, and despite some of the worst weather we’ve had in months, we still managed to have a pretty good time. It wasn’t full of outdoor activities like I’d hoped, but we did go to the aquarium, which Greg and I have been wanting to do for a while. We also had Greg’s parents over Saturday night since my parents never see them, and I think everyone had a really good time.
I always get such a kick out of my parents when they visit, because they’re so fascinated with the city. They live on a dead-end dirt road in the middle of nowhere, so it’s pretty easy to entertain them. They’re constantly looking out the window and reporting everything – “Oh, now the old lady is taking her dog out…Now that guy is bringing his groceries in the house…Oh! There goes someone into the bakery!” And when I drive them around they love nothing more than to call out some landmark that they recognize.
Now I’m trying to decide how often I need to have them come visit in order to consider this goal “accomplished.”
