Dutch Monkey

Today was full of faboosh things. We gave Saturday night church a go last night (and totally LOVED it) so we ended up with an entire day free today. We skipped around doing as we pleased and had so so so much fun doing so.

We slept until 9:30. Cooper too. It felt so incredibly indulgent. Heavenly.

Once we got over the giddiness of sleeping so late, we piled up in the car and took off for...wait for it....wait for it...DUTCH MONKEY DONUTS. Holy moly. Gracious goodness. Have you been?? Have you, have you? We had not.

Ohhh how we will SO go again and again. My top two reasons: 1. bottled Coca-Colas. 2. Buttermilk Cake Donuts.

Aaaaand, guess what? They have a Light the Night for Leukemia and Lymphoma Team. Even though we will be competing with them (Go CHOA, go!), we might just have to form a friendly bond with them to insure endless supplies of sugary goodness.

After Coop pushed the funky little kiddie table and stools around the shop 14 times, we piled back in the car and sped off to Ikea. Ikea: two floors of decorator delight. Today's mission: the playroom. And might I say, mission accomplished. Coop made out like a bandit. We got the funky little green table and stools mentioned above (he fell in love with this set twice in two days--once at Dutch Monkey and once at Froyolo--what were we to do?), one of those little bead/swirly wire thingamabobbers you find in waiting rooms of doctors offices, and a crocodile bath mat.

I'm not sure who's more excited about the bead thingamabbber, Coop or Babysitter Bill who has come to spend the night and have a play-day tomorrow.

After Ikea we might have stopped by Krystal. Shame. We are Krystal lovers. (Ryan, that was for you). I never ever ever even had a Krystal until college and whelp, since then, I might have become known for swinging through the drive thru and sneaking one of those Buffalo Krystal Chiks and a baby Dr. Pepper. Mmm.

We spent the rest of the day down on the lake with Aunt Lucy, Uncle Jay, the parents, and the Kusch's. We tooled around on the pontoon, ate yummo dinner, and had a dessert bar to boot.

So there we have it, a day chock full of faboosh things.

Did I mention you might love Dutch Monkey Donuts? Don't go tomorrow though. Closed on Mondays. You'll be sad.