It's common knowledge around this place that Sundays we don't leave unless we're invited somewhere, more or less. The car wash across the street never opened for the day, which meant it was going to pour, and it did.
A moody day deserved some moody shots of us doing un-moody things like reading toy catalogues. I opened up the game cabinet and we played with Colorforms and a block set we rarely use, and also a cute little game we used to play all the time when Stella was three or four, called Piccobello. I just looked at this link online and was shocked at the price tag. Too bad, it is a game of little skill and no strategy, but the little wicker laundry baskets and tiny clothes pins are so adorable.
The sun came out in the afternoon, so I switched lenses, but stayed firmly planted on the floor until it was time to make some chicken soup and hit the sack. These are the best days of my life, folks.