After getting doused, we headed outside to the garden area. Nana and I hung out while the kids dripped dry a bit and "painted" with water on the concrete. It always amazes me how much fun can be had with this simple activity, but it never fails to amuse and entertain.
We stayed at the museum through lunchtime, and then everybody got excellent naps when we got home.
Then, Nana was kind enough to watch the kids while S and I went out for dinner. A bit of a belated celebration of our 11th anniversary. Hung out at Santana Row for a bit, ate at Maggiano's Little Italy (which was delicious). We got home to BJ having a minor meltdown -- apparently he'd broken down in the bathtub, sobbing about how much he missed his mommy and daddy. Break your heart! But even so, it was definitely a good day.


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Yaaaay, for 11 years! Mazel Tov!
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