A most beautifully perfect day...and some bad fashion.

On Saturday we had a most delightful day...one with cooperation and hardly any whining. I love those family days where everyone gets everything done with minimal nagging and everyone gets what they need so everyone is happy. We started our day with chores then headed out on a family outing to Mohegan Park. The girls and Clark brought their bikes and I followed close behind with Hazel in the stroller. The day was beautiful and sunny but not hot. The park has a big lake, bike paths around the water, arbors and playgrounds. We had fun taking pictures and playing around.
On the way home it was early enough that we decided to stop off for dinner at the Mohegan Sun Casino. There are a couple of huge casinos in the area that have lots of restaurants...and if you go early in the evening its not filled yet with bizarre people and cigarette smoke. The girls were begging to go to the child watch so after a little deliberating Clark and I decided to indulge in the rare opportunity to have dinner alone (with the exception of Hazel.) I like to call the child watch the "Junior Den of Iniquity". It's like a casino for kids. It's filled to the brim with free arcade games, Wii's, Dance Dance Revolution, dress ups, hamster cage jungle gym thingy and a little cafeteria where you can order a meal for a certain time (they call their names and they come into the little cafeteria for their food.) We try to minimize their time in there so as not to fry their brains all in one go. So we released them into the Junior Den of Iniquity and went to dinner. (This is their best glazed over look.) We did take Hazel with us and though she doesn't add much to the dinner conversation she did manage to sit and look cute most of the time. We ended the night with Ben & Jerrys on our way out and got home still early enough to bath and tuck the kids lovingly into bed. Man, I love this family.
A good day.
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As long as I'm making a request to bring back the barter system, can I also make overalls cool again (assuming that there was a time once when they were cool?) I miss them...I don't miss seeing other people wearing them so much as I miss wearing them. And while I'm on the subject of outdated fashion statements (or understatements as the case may be) I get scared sometimes because I will look at someone and think "oh, I like that...or ooh, he's cute" but in the back of my mind I am registering that it is most definitely NOT cool. It's then that I realize that my "coolness" standard is still set to what was cool when I was a teenager, or preteen. For instance, I can watch Saved By The Bell and think that Zack Morris is so cute. The front of my mind is agreeing while the back of my mind is gagging.

I cried this morning while watching Savannah Smiles with my kids. Is it possible for them to like the movie AND realize what a bad idea it is to be intentionally kidnapped by two men? This is my dilemma.

And this is why life is occasionally going to be rotten for my 4th born, 4th girl. Yes, those are her toes poking out...and no, she is not even too long for that particular outfit, its just old. Poor baby. Don't worry too much though, I just changed her and threw them away. I don't darn footed baby pajamas.