We grabbed a picnic lunch and Starbucks on the way and enjoyed the gorgeous day in the gardens.
The rest of the day we spent with Julie when she was home, I mulched Dads yard and had dinner with Rocky. It was a wonderful day that ended with me calling 911 for the 1st time ever. Nothing serious, I just came home to a wide open basement door and was too scared to walk through Dad's 4,000 square foot house by myself with two little girls to see if anyone was lurking around. Yikes! I kept going between being fearful of someone kidnapping me and the girls to feeling completely ridiculous for being too scared to check out the house alone. I really wish Joe was with me :) And when he suggested I just call the police to check it out, I felt better about it. We had two amazingly wonderful police officers come over and scope out the house for me- and they didn't make me feel like a complete loser for calling them. All is well, we just have no idea how the door was wide open (we never us the door). Anyways, great opportunity to laugh at myself!
So that was our day. We miss everyone back home already!!