Woke up early to pack and drive to Stanton to make it to the 11:30 mass, at the beautiful St. Francis of Assisi catholic church. Isn’t it pretty?
We had planned on just sitting around, but that was before we discovered that many shops were only going to be open Sunday, but not this Monday. Due to some weird weekend thing. I didn’t feel like changing out of my Sunday dress so after a quick lunch we headed out. On the way Bethany and I found flowers, and made the boys wait while we arranged them in our hair.
I believe I once saw somewhere that said:
Women and cats will do as they please. And men and dogs just have to deal with it.
This, I think, was one of those times.
Staunton has loads of beautiful old buildings, (that I will soon bombard you with) It was first settled in 1732 by John Lewis and family, and has stuck around since.
As we walked, I found a cool lamp-post, and outside of a toy store were hundreds of bubbles! I fear I have not grown up, and probably never will. Because as soon as I saw the bubble, bobbing on the sidewalk like a sea of sparkles, I immediately rushed over to jump around it them and pop as many as I could.
I think we spent the most time in the toy store (is that a bad thing?) And I found an old friend, Mr. big giraffe.
When I was young I always wanted one of those giraffes. I wanted to sit on it and play on it and it would be my friend. But it was $99.99 dollars, which Mom was not going to spend on a silly little big giraffe. Now every time I see one of those giraffes I am reminded of that childhood memory.
Oh, and there were crayon rocks!
Through glass stores, antique malls, and parks (with ducks) we gallivanted.
Then it was time to go home for dinner and some ice cream. Also, I made a funny hat out of a wicker basket top thing.
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