Not a bad weekend

Well, my weekend didn't exactly go as planned...Rob still got to hang out with Jack for two whole days, but it wasn't because I was having a fabulous time with my girlfriends in New York.  No, it was because I came down with the most awful stomach bug ever. Rob got to take care of Jack and me. I woke up on Thursday morning and knew instantly that there was no hope of boarding that train the next morning.  I was so disappointed to miss the trip that I've been looking forward to for months, but by the second half of the weekend, I was feeling better and the three of us managed to enjoy it right here at home.

I had the chance to see Jack eat spaghetti without having to clean up the mess!

I had the chance to enjoy dinner on the water, because by Saturday evening, I was feeling well enough to actually eat a meal. I managed to eat half of bowl of chowder.  Jack had cod nuggets, but he would only eat them if they came from Rob's plate.  If we handed him one from his own plate, he refused to eat it!  He has become quite the picky eater.

I had the chance to go to Coggeshall Farm where Jack got to come face to face with all sorts of animals.  The farm is on a gorgeous piece of property and you can actually get up close and personal with the animals.  Jack wasn't to sure about the donkey, but he loved seeing the pig and sheep and hearing the roosters.  It's a great place to take Jack for even just an hour to visit with the animals.  We will definitely be back...I think we may even get a membership.

And I had the chance to see our Irises bloom.

Not a bad weekend.