We had one of those weekends that didn't have many plans. A birthday party on Saturday but otherwise, it was all ours.
Friday afternoon involved some tug of war between Charlie and his new best friend, Cook. (Don't worry, no animals were hurt in the making of this blog post.)
On Sunday, TomMish came down for an impromptu Sunday night dinner made with our fresh basil.
But Sunday morning, Charlie decided to act like Mom and Dad by drinking coffee and watching music videos. Don't worry, folks, he didn't really have coffee. Just some smokes and red bull later that night.
We actually grew basil. (Yes, Greg, basil, nothing but basil.) And it was delicious.