We tried to get up early to make it to Bellevue in time for Vincent' Chinese school, but didn't quite get there by 9am. Buster kept me up half the night meowing. That cat is so dumb! He meows because he wants to go outside, but he knows we have a cat door, and he's been in and out of it. What's wrong with him? And, the boys slept in. We weren't too late, though.
When we got there, we all accompanied Vincent to class, but he went right in, took a seat, and let us leave. He was A-OK, which was super impressive and surprising. I took Tyler over to the P1 class to see if he could take the class, even though he's not old enough. The answer is NO. He sat there for a while on my lap, but soon lost in interest in the teacher and just climbed all over me, asking me questions and such. So, David and I took him to the nearby mall and we got coffee. He actually rode on some of the coin operated rides today. He normally so scared of them. Before we left, we sat with Vincent during his snack time. Again, he did great. He ate his snack quietly, and seemed happy. When he was done, he went right back into class and didn't even need us to take him in.
We were supposed to go to a birthday party for one of Vincent's friends this afternoon, but I had such a bad headache from lack of sleep, and we had another event afterwards, so we skipped. We all rested a bit, and headed out to Fremont Brewing Company for Jon's birthday celebration. The boys were crazy. But, they had fun, and we were able to hang out with friends, somewhat. Crazy, I tell you. Actually, aside from his naptime, Tyler's been crazy all day. There was this old playground ride-on thing that all the kids enjoyed.
There wasn't too much food there (you bring your own, and Andrea brought some snacks for the party), so we stopped for dinner on our way home. Ivar's Salmon House. Actually, we ate outside at the seafood bar, which is just this walk up window serving various fried food. It was nice to sit out on the patio - thank you, Seattle, for this lovely, drawn-out summer. Interesting people watching to be had.
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