
While in Sacramento last weekend, we met up with Eileen and family for some kiddie fun. Fairytale Town is basically just a big playground where you pay (fairly inexpensive) admission and everything is fairy tale themed. Works for me. An added bonus is that the equipment is delightfully and dangerously vintage. It opened in 1958 and has tons of original equipment. Bronwyn the Brave took a tumble on one of the steep slides and got a head bonk that she took like a champ. The slide maybe, just maybe, could have used a better warning sign than solo riders only.
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We had a mini-milestone while we were in Sacramento. We ordered Spencer’s first menu item – mac and cheese from IKEA. Mostly in restaurants, we bring snacks and feed him bits off of our plates, but this time we decided to order something. Proably because it was 99 cents, so what was the harm if he didn’t finish it. He made a mess, but ate almost the entire bowl. And loved it.
We got off to a late start and ended up with a fussy baby.
My awesome husband humored me and fulfilled a childhood dream of stopping at Pea Soup Andersen’s for dinner. I have wanted to go forever, lured by the billboards featuring Happea and Pea-wee, the slightly maniacal, mallet-having cartoon chefs featured on billboards up and down California highways. My parent’s would never stop. It was pretty good and set the tone of the trip by finishing our meal with a super-chocolatey dessert.
The decor was as cheesy as I anticipated. We ate in the coffee-shop because the dining room was closed. Our waitress seemed to have been working there since before I was born as was having none of Spencer’s flirting. Didn’t even crack a smile. Baby fell asleep in the car after dinner and we pushed on to Sacramento. The hotel was just ok, but we were so tired we didn’t care much the first night. Unfortunately, Spencer slept enough in the car that he didn’t fall asleep until after 11. On the bright-side, he slept until 8:30.
I filled my time while husband was at work with trips downtown, mostly around the Capitol. I am an overly cautious driver, so I failed to take advantage of the many awesome suggestions for things to do. Just wandered around downtown, Davis and a trip or two to Woodland.
By Tuesday, Spencer and I settled in to a routine. He slept until 8:30 everyday, which is unheard of at home and then we hit the hotel breakfast bar. He even made a little baby breakfast baby buddy, whose parents seemed impressed by Spencer’s baby-led-eating skills. Then back to the room for a nurse/sometimes nap and then out for the morning. I would stay out until lunch and then bring him back to the hotel by 2, so he could play for a bit and then he napped from about 2:45 until 5 when Hubs would return from training.
After Hubs rested a bit, we set out for dinner or to the hotel’s hosted happy hour for free beer. One night we met up with an old friend at went out to dinner in Old Sac. It was a little late for Spencer, but he stayed pretty chipper, saving his meltdown for the drive home. And we discovered the yumtastic awesomeness of fried green beans, battered like onion rings, not tempura. So good.
The trip home was pretty uneventful, if poop-filled. Every single diaper changed on the way home was poopy. At least it was small and relatively contained. No huge blow-outs like the last trip home. It was hot, but a delicious Lemon Slushie from Sonic cures many a woe. I wish we would get a Sonic in my town. I would go all of the time.