...and playing with my grandma and great-grandma who visited from Boston.
Great Aunt Marcia and Great Uncle Roger came in to have breakfast with us. I slept through the popovers, but heard they were scrumptious with strawberry butter.
We had a playdate with our neighbors Shoshana and Greg who are a lot of fun, even if Greg has a somewhat sensitive nose.
We met up with cousins Brian and Hara on the East Side. Mommy and daddy were not big fans of Pinkberry because it lacked the calories and fat of yummier frozen treats.
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