1. I signed Andrew up for one of the half-day camps at one of the local museums (the VLM, which he calls the "animal museum", which is essentially accurate) and it was this morning. He spent 90 minutes learning about beavers and I spent 90 minutes at Starbucks writing porny Omegaverse. He LOVED it and made a beaver out of two paper plates. I wrote 2,000 words and had a salted caramel mocha frappuccino. A good time was had by all, and I have subsequently signed him up for more camps.
( Dad, do not click this, you will be seriously sad if you do. )
2. I finally got to write more Lord Moriarty in my Medieval Omegaverse fic. OMG I LOVE LORD MORIARTY. He is so terrible that he's fun. He keeps making all these sexual inneundos all over the place, I flippin' adore him.
3. Bill and I went on a date to see Guardians of the Galaxy because we are slow about such things. It was way better than the previews made it out to be, and I am totally impressed with the perfection that was Karen Gillian's and Zoe Saldana's makeup. And Dancing Groot. Dancing Groot was perfect. I need a Dancing Groot in my life.
3a. Andrew was very good for the babysitter, who happens to be our new next-door neighbor. Except he somehow finangled himself over to their house for dinner so babysitting became more of a massive playdate with the 3-year-old girl who lives there as well. Easiest babysitting gig ever, I think.
3b. Then again, the whole afternoon was one massive playdate: he played with the same little girl as well as best friend/partner-in-crime Trent at our house for a few hours beforehand; maybe he didn't realize the playdate was over?
(There is nothing funnier than watching two 4-year-old-boys and one 3-year-old girl play together, because it's truly a lesson in the difference between the sexes. One of them knows how to play hide-and-seek, two of them really really do not. Two of them were utterly fascinated by the moving truck delivering the motorcycle next door; one of them really really was not. Two of them were happy to hit balls outside; one of them just wanted to sit and read books. You can probably guess which ones were which.)