Friday we set off for the Brooklin parade. It is longer than the Blue Hill Memorial Day parade, which means it lasts about 15 minutes instead of 10. :) Heh. It was fun, though and Oliver LOVES fire trucks. Any trucks, really. Or trains. Or tractors. The atmosphere was festive, relaxed and fun. A real slice of Americana. I loved it.
We went home and finally played in the kiddie pool. The fun game was to toss toys out of the pool, climb out, throw toys back in, then climb in covered in dirt and grass. The rain started by early evening, but we got in a lot of outdoor play time before then.
Saturday morning was stormy. We all woke up at 7am (we were tired from the day before). The power was out, so we had a leisurely breakfast of Cheerios and milk. Thankfully the milk was in a bottle, not on the Cheerios.
We packed up and then headed out to Bangor. Target was almost empty- that was pretty awesome. We also checked out an indoor play zone in Brewer. Oliver loved it. He took off and climbed right in without even looking back to see if I was following (I was. Closely.). Best $4 activity ever. We will definitely be going back.
We were disappointed that the power was not back on when we got home (and really sad when I checked and our restoration time had been pushed all the way back until Tuesday).
Sunday was absolutely beautiful- sunny, breezy, warm. Still no power but we headed out and had a picnic at Thompson Island (the little island you drive over on your way to MDI). It's part of Acadia and a nice picnic spot. Oliver was practicing using a fork, stabbing at pieces of chicken from what I am calling the 'Murica Bucket from Walmart. I hadn't noticed until after I ordered it that is was three pounds of food. Most of it is still in our fridge.
After eating we headed down onto the beach. It was low tide, so we stayed up at the top of the beach in the rocks. We found a little (uninhabited) tide pool and Oliver had fun moving the pebbles around. In and out of the pool, back and forth along the beach.
We ended the weekend by practicing Selfies. I'm making sure Oliver learns all the important things.
Mom and Dad had gone to Northern Maine for the weekend, and when they got back on Sunday afternoon we were just learning that my Mom's very dear friend Pam had passed away suddenly. So, please take this as a reminder to call your loved ones, hug them and let them know you love them. Those of you that were at our wedding may remember Pam as the exuberant lady who did the flowers. She was a fiercely spirited and kind woman. Generous and loving. Amazing horticulturist. Funny and made a great cup of coffee. We'll miss you.
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