Happy Sunday

On Thursday afternoon, my relatively new laptop began making what Cody would call "a really ominous sound." After a mild freakout, my tech-savvy husband assured me it was no biggie, and dropped it off at the Apple store in Arlington on his way to work Friday. As predicted, it was ready yesterday, and so we decided to make an outing of it. We went to early Mass at St. Matthew's, where we sat in our old pew by the organ and the kids were transfixed anew. (They were also fascinated by the bathrooms, which we visited four times during Mass -- twice for each. So we didn't really get to enjoy the homily, per se, but it was still lovely being home.) We visited with the John Paul statue ("That's his nose! Those are his cheeks! I will kiss them. His nose is very big! He is kind." narrated Cordelia). And then they wanted to just hang out "in the spot where you got married, with Mary!"

And they had a happy reunion with Msgr. Jameson, who could hardly believe how huge and well-spoken they are, and who was tickled pink to get bushels of hugs. 

After that, we went to a great little bakery in Arlington, where Daddy secretly ordered these powdered-sugar concoctions that were (obviously) a huge hit. After checking out the bathrooms there, too, we walked down to the Apple store, outside of which is an awesome playground, and better still, several fountains. By the time we left, they looked as though they'd been in the sea. All in all, a wonderful morning...and they are now both passed out. And my computer is no longer buzzing angrily! Ahhh.