This weekend I missed a good one from my MetMuseum calendar:
Saturday was busy. The whole crew trooped out to look at an apartment that Mamita was hoping to get. I admit, it was completely beautiful. Cream walls, arched doorways and lots of original maple paneling and cabinetry from the 1920s. I wanted it for myself, though it was far too large for little me, and I do love my tiny "cottage."
From there we rushed to get Papi to work before meeting up with a walking tour in East Greenwich. This is another thing it turns out that you don't want to do with under-twos in tow. We made it to about six houses and gave up. Wren just wanted to run around everywhere, and Peppy kept wanting to snack. So we headed for home, and stopped on the way for an excellent brunch. That was much more up everyone's alley.
Sunday was rainy and dreary, so we just stayed home. Tonight I hope to start organizing our activites that we've done so far, so we can start writing about them.