I know I'm jinxing myself by putting this in writing, but this weekend was the first in three weeks that everyone in the household was relatively healthy. The funniest part was (re)discovering how Sam behaves when he's 100% (well, maybe 99%, due to a lingering cough). We have been commenting on how perky Sam is when he is sick, and he really is. He has pretty much soldiered through a stomach virus and tonsillitis without acting that sick -- a bit short-tempered perhaps -- but now that he's almost completely healthy, I realize that he really hasn't been himself for a few weeks. Sam spent this weekend running at full-speed everywhere he went, and then running in circles once he got there. And when he wasn't running he was talking. A lot. And loudly. He's exhausting, but it's so fun to see him on his game. We attribute some of his enthusiasm to the fact that his grandmother (Bruce's mom) was visiting.
We kicked off the weekend early on Thursday with a little outdoor dining, at Sam's request.
We capped off the weekend with another visit to the Museum of Life and Science.
It took a lot of convincing for Sam to accept that the bears wouldn't escape and eat him. In fact, they were so cute and playful (and seemingly innocuous) on Sunday that my new fear is that Sam will not act appropriately should he encounter one in the wild.
Monday we bade farewell to Grandma. And headed back to school and work.
Sam's teachers report that he did a great job counting rocks and recognizing his numbers 1-9.
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