I have been a bit slow at posting... so I need to get a little caught up.
On Tuesday morning the sun came out again... for the third day in a row. It was beautiful! I wanted to get out of the house and spend the day outside, so I went out to
Newberg to play with
Kyler, Ella and Brennan. The four of us packed up and went to
Jacquith Park for some fresh air and exercise. I

was a little amused to see the looks on the faces of the other women there (with their two children) as I showed up with three kids and pregnant with a "fourth." Not exactly the case, but we went ahead and let them think it. I didn't take a lot of pictures, but Brennan was up for being a ham (as usual). After an hour and half of swinging, sliding and running laps around the tennis courts, we were ready to head home for lunch. That's were the fun really began...
As luck would have it, the new
Quiznos in
Newberg had just opened that morning. So, the six of us piled in the van and went out to lunch. We rearranged a few tables and chairs to seat us all, and then ordered our sandwiches. Mine came first, so I loaded up my pickles and peppers and headed to our table. (For those of you who have eaten at a
Quinos before, you know that the baskets are shaped like the letter "Q." That is important to keep in mind). I set the basket down on the table, sat in my chair, and then tried to put my purse under the table... Well, the purse got caught the tail of the "Q" basket and launched my sandwich in the air, between both Megan and me, and sent it sprawling across the brand new polished floor of the restaurant. Again, it was opening day, so the place was packed, and everyone was instantly staring at me! I just laughed (honestly, what else do you do?). There was bread, chicken, lettuce, pickles and honey mustard strewn everywhere. The manager came and helped us get it all cleaned up, offered to make me a new sandwich (even though it was completely my fault), and when he brought me the new one, he also brought me a bib... what a thoughtful man. Towards the end of our meal, he came back to make sure all was well, and right then, Ella attempted to pick up her drink by the plastic lid and spilled an entire cup of pink lemonade across both tables and all over the floor. The manager joked about calling the police and having us escorted from the building... I think he was only partly kidding.
Well, all-in-all it was a great day! And, when it is sunny and warm, there is no point in crying over a launched sandwich and spilled lemonade - right?