Now that I'm back at work I can’t stop thinking about what an amazing weekend I had with my boys. For the past month we have neglected taking walks around the lake and it's a shame because they are as fun as exercise gets. So we made it a point to walk to breakfast on Saturday while construction was taking place at the house. By the time we got home we had 5 miles under our belts and a happy baby. Dylan loves our walks, he goes from being the fussiest drama queen to the happiest little big boy that wants nothing more than to stay awake and observe the giant world he's moving through via stroller. He's come quite far from his days as a newborn snoozer that slept through adventure.
Later in the day my sister-in-law Norma came over to babysit Dylan so that the husband and I could go see Bob Dylan in concert. I was worried that Dylan would be a brat and embarrass the family but Norma said they had a fun bonding experience and they're now best friends. WHAT A RELIEF! The show itself was good, I got a Dylan shirt as a souvenir because I don't know if I'm going to see him again and I always regret when I don't fork up the $35 bucks in the name of being overpriced (which it is). I changed into the shirt immediately and had a night full of Bob Dylan, people watching (there are some strange ones at these Dylan shows), nachos, pineapple vodkas and Nancy Sinatra! I was elated when she stepped out as a surprise guest and began singing Bang Bang. It's something I never thought I'd see in my life. Jackson Browne also came out as a surprise guest but he doesn't excite me very much. While at the show I kept hearing people talk about "Dylan" and for a brief second I thought they were talking about my son. I hope my little baby grows up a Dylan fan because quite frankly you don't get much of a choice when you're named after the guy.
Now it's time to buckle down for another work week...which reminds me, I need to buy a powerball lotto ticket!