By the time we found our way out of the woods, back from the walk in the park, after the sit in the tree, and after our long drive and mini-golf, we’d had a full day and it was time for the German goulash I promised Goodnight.
As intrigued as I was by the facade of the German restaurant, it was the chimney sweep that caught my eye.
Goodnight is a foodie and declared the German noodles that accompanied her goulash, “the best noodles I’ve ever eaten!” I love her easy gratitude. Inside the restaurant, a mural of a German scene and a train circling the restaurant overhead, kept us amused – thought with GN, not much extra amusement is necessary. I find her easy company when I remind myself to listen to the world from her perspective.
Goodnight is the shopper in the house and while she was designing her own souvenir T-shirt, I strolled the street to drink in the colors of the flowers adorning the walk.
We eventually found our way to a lovely spot where I could knit a bit and read a while. I perched myself right where the sunlight was spilling onto the furniture.
And then of course, a long stay in the pool before tucking a tired teen under the covers.
Goodnight is still sound asleep for now and I have time to grab some coffee and knit a bit. It’s tough to knit in the car along the way as I’m the only driver. Later today, I am going to introduce my granddaughter to an old friend of mine.