Seattle: Day 2

I was absolutely exhausted last night. Which, if you think about it, is an amazing feeling because it is the result of productivity or too much fun. Either way, I slept like a baby and woke up to pancakes with the family. And more of that killer cappuccino that I now know how to make. The product name is Nespresso (by Nestle) and is pretty legit. When I say pretty, I mean really. Google it.

So, anyway, my cousins have a newfound love for...skateboarding. It is the cutest thing ever. They have vans and nikes (sweet kicks, right?) and today Matthew wore a flannel shirt. Mini hipster & I am LOVING it. Bainbridge has a skate park, so I drove them to it twice yesterday and once today. A skate park looks like a really large, artistically designed, unfilled pool with grafitti all over it (and plenty of inappropriate things on there, mind you). Call me old fashioned, but I prefer my 11 year olds clueless. Don't even start me on being 8 and 9 and knowing curse words or anything remotely profane besides "butt." But (haha) I am definitely old fashioned because all of the above is true for my sweet sweet baby cousins. At least they are aware of the difference between appropriate and inappropriate. They also know that smoking kills. We discussed it loudly next to a group of teenage boys who pulled out their smokes for a nicotine break in between skateboarding sessions. I doubt they were even legal - they looked 16. There were a couple of adorable sightings at the skate park, though. A skater dad! I mean, he was like 45 and still a complete skater. Too cool. Also, one kid was watching my cousins in a kind of "aw that's adorable" way and ended up volunteering to teach them a few moves. What a doll!

So, we went to the skate park again today. Then, we played a few games of tag, which I enjoyed for ONLY the first 5 minutes because I was reminded how slow I am in comparison to 4 boys. Not cool. I did catch a couple of them, but then I started panting like a crazed person and ended up going inside during the middle of a pursuit for water. Lame, I know.
Did some reading, when I could. The weather was cold again this morning, but the sun came out (as it did yesterday) around noon. Then, it hit a solid 70 degrees and was perfect.

Attended mass, and my uncle sang in the choir. It was beautiful! I love the classically Latin hymns. Gosh, I cannot wait to attend mass in the Vatican someday.

I'm now wonderfully full with gourmet burgers and vanilla bean ice cream with peaches & toasted pecans. Mmm mm good.