Drew’s mom was able to join us for a couple days last weekend, while Drew was up north for a bachelor weekend (I hate being alone, and by alone I mean without other adults, so I like to plan visits or at least playdates for myself anytime Drew leaves town). We kept ourselves busy (splash pad visit, ceramics lessons) but the highlight of the trip was biking down to the Union for ice cream on the lake. There was live music, perfect weather (just dodging a storm), and sociable hungry ducks, and Quinn spared herself from a total sugar high by rubbing half of her ice cream into her shirt, instead of eating it. A good night.