Friday, May 6, 2011
Closer to four than to three.
Last week I was exhausted, overwhelmed, and there was nothing but pasta in the house for dinner. Our cars our broken, so driving anywhere was out of the question. We decided to walk into town to eat at the one of two casual restaurants. It's about a mile - Charlotte walked to the restaurant with us, and we had a lovely, relaxing meal out on the patio with some other charming diners. Then we walked home. (Charlotte got to ride on Matt's shoulders for part of it.) It seems like such a simple thing, but it was really a lovely night where everything lined up to turn a bad day into a great memory. Hokey? Yes. True fact? Also yes.