Sounds exactly how any guy would want to spend his birthday, yes?
This year he got to spend his birthday celebrating Easter and running from camels, so he was able to forego the cherry blossoms. The kids and I ... however ... took my grandmother to see bountiful blooms earlier in the week.
She and I ... we are one in the same. Love that lady.
While we did see the cherry blossoms, we mostly sat in traffic. A lot of traffic. I'm pretty sure everybody and their brother ... and their brother's brother ... was there to see the cherry blossoms when we were. And the roads along the tidal basin cannot support all that traffic.
So you sit. And sit some more. And have photo ops that you would not have otherwise had.
We did eventually find a parking spot.
The kids did very well, actually ... I'm pretty sure they thoroughly enjoy sitting in a car for about two hours while inching down a road. I know I
"Mason! Do you like to argue? Because I certainly do!"
Ha ... I love my grandmother.
After sitting in traffic for so long, we only spent about 20 minutes down at the tidal basin oohing and aahing over the blossoms. We had a lunch date with my husband -- one of Gigi's favorite people.
As we scurried back to the car, I watched the little momma as she put her arm around her sister. She is so damn cute, I can hardly stand it.
We took Gigi to lunch at Johnny Rockets. She had never been before, but she was happy that she could get herself a big, juicy cheeseburger.
And a root beer float. She sipped on that thing like a school girl on her first date.
I asked her how long it had been since she had a root beer float ... and she said the last time was before my grandfather passed away. It actually has been nine years today ... a piece of my soul is buried five feet under.
I miss that man. Oh, how I miss him.
My second father. My hero.
Rest assured Gramp ... I'll get Gram another root beer float. Sometime real soon.