Dinner At Nan's

With Matt gone all weekend bike racing we took up the invitation to go to Nan's for dinner - anyone would be stupid to pass up such a fabulous offer. It was, of course, an amazingly delicious dinner (duh!). Dylan had her first corn on the cob which she devoured and signed for more before she was even done with the first one.

And to top the evening off Anne, I mean Nan, served ice cream for dessert, which Dylan dug into with two spoons and a big ol' smile. The girl loves her ice cream!

While we were at Nan's, she reminded me of a very funny story. A few weeks back we were over for a visit. Dylan had a really bad blow out in her diaper so Nan gave her a bath. We let her run around nakie for a few minutes while getting her change of clothes ready. Dylan was standing on Nan's new carpet, which she had just got done telling us how it was pee-free, when we looked over to see a yellow stream coming from Dylan's mid-drift. I panicked and grabbed for the first thing I could find to catch the pee, which happened to be a plastic measuring cup. As the cup filled up Nan looked at me and said "uh, I use that for baking" - and we both laughed until tears rolled down our faces.

After a quick clean up of Nan's Dylan trashed house, we packed up the car and headed home. It was pretty quiet from the back seat - I think someone might have had ice cream belly.

We got home, had a quick "nana" and called it a night.

Thanks Nan for a fun evening and yet another fabulously great meal. We love you. (okay now quit crying!).