Isabella and I had a very busy St. Patrick's Day. In the morning, we went to buy a birthday present for Grampa (my dad, not Grampa Sam), and on the way we dropped my car off for an oil change. After browsing the store, pulling items off the shelf, and generally not following directions, we made it back to the car just in time for the drive back home for nap time. Yikes!
After nap time, Bella and I went to pick up Jose's car at the mechanic's house. She woke up cranky, I think because she hasn't been feeling well.
There was a 3 car accident on the highway, and a 3 alarm fire a few blocks from our house, so the journey that should have taken 20 min. instead took well over an hour. From the mechanic's, we headed over to the tire shop for new tires. Bella was done with being in the car, so we spent the hour and a half playing in the parking lot. Apparently, I need to invest in a concrete bar because that is all she wanted to play on.
After yesterday, I think St. Patrick might be the patron saint of automobiles.
Saint Patrick might have blessed you with some extra patience that day! Your post are great. KV
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