We're so happy they came.
They got in on Saturday morning, after having woken up before the crack o' dawn for their flight, and they didn't even complain of fatigue when we hustled them right out the door to Boulder. They begged us to listen to the CD from Alice's music class the whole way there. We rocked out pretty hard to "I'm Gonna Play", "My Lady Wind", and "Two Little Kitty Cats" all the way up Route 36. We strolled around the pedestrian mall on Pearl Street and stopped in for lunch at a restaurant before heading back home.
After an afternoon nap for some and an hour of crib antics for others, we spent the evening eating ice cream and playing Settlers of Catan.
On Sunday we headed out to a Creole cafe where we had beignets and dinner-plate-sized biscuits. Alice scored a set of Mardi Gras beads too.
It was just nice enough to head over to Washington Park for a little birdes watching and kite flying afterwards.
We were sad to see them go on Sunday evening. Alice kept popping into the guest room asking for Boda and Jay.
At least the beads are here to stay!