and lunch at the playland

 After the trains, we had lunch at the playland.   It's all hard surfaces and hyper kids prone to shrieking.

It was fun to watch them play though.  A little screaming never hurt anyone.

 And I got pictures of all my little boys:

That one is getting cooled off by his mom rubbing ice water in his hair.   

Saturday mornings don't come any finer than this one.  

Onward.  It's a bright and shiny Monday, coldest day in a long time--not even going to make it up to zero today.   It's -8 right now, and the kids are here to be babysat.   They ran off with Tim and Julia.  I'm boring, but I'm going to go find them for a few hugs.    love you guys, Grandma