Also known as — the day after Christmas!
Yay, I finally had a day off and away from the kitchen. O said that we should take the kids out and have a fun family day, and we sure did.
Where are we going?
At first we wanted to take them to a nearby indoor park, but when we arrived, it was like a zoo, and big kids trampled on little kids with little staff supervision. Winter in Minnesota reduced the square footage of playgrounds for kids, so all the parents around town have only one place to send kids for physical activities.
But we had a back-up plan — the mall’s playground. Fortunately, we came at the time when it was not too crowded, and the boys had to share their space with about three other kids.
I left the boys with O and roamed around to snap some photos, capturing the lingering spirit of Christmas on the day after.
Every store offered discounts and sales, although I am not much of a shopper, the temptation was too great to ignore. However, we did not buy anything.
While there, we checked for a matinee showtime of The Night At the Museum, sort of a tribute to our favorite actor, Robin Williams. I almost cried the first time he appeared on the screen. A talent gone too soon!
We let the boys indulged on a large order of popcorn and a large cup of Coke. Usually they don’t get to drink carbonated soda, and it was nice to treat them once in a while.
The movie ended around 4 p.m., and O wanted to eat Thai Food, which meant we had to take a drive crossing the Mississippi River to Saint Paul.
Minneapolis skyline on a foggy afternoon, and then it started to snow, very lightly, on our way home.
Thai food, very mediocre quality. That’s one thing I don’t like about living in Minnesota, most ethnic Asian food are just mediocre, there was just no heart and soul in the food, and I regret every time I paid the bill.
O and the boys have sweet teeth. They love anything sweet. If I were not there to be the frucose-glucose-maltose police, O would have bought a whole cake and let the boys go wild indulging in the sugar-packed killers.
This eating establishment has the best Tres Leches gateau, three-milk cake. My sister-in-law ordered these cakes for her wedding reception in 2012, and we were addicted to them since then. But today was the first time that we actually came inside and had a sit-down session. Other times we just ordered the cakes for family events.
Cafe Latte is right at the corner of Victoria and Grand in Saint Paul. I love the ambiance.
And we drove home on a snowy highway. Actually it was just a light snow, enough to give some slippery warnings of caution. Nevertheless, it was beautiful!
We wrapped up the night with hugs and kisses when sending the boys to bed. I sang four songs upon request — three Vietnamese with some English lyrics and Twinkle Little Star.
A great day, indeed!