Weekends are as busy as usual. Last weekend we went to tot gymnastics, then a baby shower, and then we left Baby Z in the capable hands of a former intern while MoBob went to one concert (Saidi Fikri) and I went with a friend to another (Go-Go Symphony).
Sunday was MB's birthday, and we went to see Blossom's Rainbow with my mommy (and daddy I suppose) group, then lunch afterward at Waterfront Market. We closed out the day by visiting a showroom of Moroccan goods, where it was just like another slow Sunday afternoon in Morocco - lounging around on cushions, watching TV, eating cookies, and listening to people drone on.
All dressed up.
Lost in the parachute.
Calling his broker? Or his agent?