Daddy day

Mike and Layla had a day together.  He tried to take her to a movie, and it didn't go so hot.  After spending almost $40 on tickets (3D and some super fancy theatre) and snacks, she lasted into the third preview.  It was worth a shot, I guess, but she simply isn't ready.  Fortunately he was able to get the cost of the tickets back since she bailed so early and they tried plan B.

The museum.  A bold choice.  But the Star Wars exhibit is in town, and they have lots of cool shit there.  Unfortunately they didn't get to see any of it.  After walking around the Alaska part of the museum and getting a funny picture of Layla next to a stuffed moose, they completely missed the part of the museum that actually housed the Star Wars stuff.  Poor Layla.  Heck, poor Mike.  A potentially great day turned into a mess.  A very, very, costly mess.

Evie and I braved an outing of our own.  After sleeping until 9:30, she woke up in a much better state than she went to sleep in.  We managed to hit two malls and after a small meltdown in Gymboree (who can blame her, have you SEEN some of their shit?) she did great.

All in all, it was a good weekend.  A busy one, but a good one.  And I'm going to happily drop them at Elba's tomorrow and smile.