Los Angeles, California: DT and I were up early this morning as Lisa wanted to visit the local Farmers Market. I was awakened by rain pounding on the hotel room window. What? I could have stayed home for rain - why was Los Angeles so mean to us? I sent a text message to Lisa - assuming she had changed her mind... but I was wrong. Our Girl wanted free-range eggs from chickens that were fed only sprouts... so off we went.
Thank goodness we had that extra hour of sleep overnight due to daylight savings time.
Before heading over to Lisa & Lenny's, DT and I watched the New York Marathon. Our friend, Lauren Fleshman, ran her first marathon today. Lauren is a US Champion 5000m runner, yet still finished 16th in the NY marathon this morning. Lauren ran 26.2 miles in 2 hours, 37 minutes. Lauren - you rock!

Lisa and I went to the farmers market and the boys (including Leo) stayed home to watch the Washington Redskins (Lenny's team) lose again. Lenny baked cinnamon rolls for the guys (excluding Leo) to enjoy during the game.


Boring.
Just in time for the Thanksgiving Gravy Train too.
My timing sucks.
DT and I flew down to Los Angeles this weekend so we could babysit Leo tonight. A three hour babysitting gig. Flights, three nights in a hotel and a rental car. Something tells me this was not the most fiscally-sound babysitting situation, but, as the advertisement claims: THREE HOURS WITH YOUR GRANDSON? PRICELESS!
Lenn and Lisa went to a dinner party. We watched Leo. Leo's Godmother, Angela, came by to help and Lisa's college friend, Ryan, came by to supervise.

Four adults watching one three-month-old child.



Until my next update, I remain, your grandmotherly correspondent.