Tourist For A Day

You guys, we have a month left in Cape May. 

One month.

I'm actually kind of sad about this. While I'm elated that I get to move to San Diego, of all places (especially after this completely cold and absurdly long winter), but Cape May has become our home away from home and it's going to be hard to leave our little plot of happiness here on the Shore.

I can't even believe I said that.

Today was (for once) a completely gorgeous spring day, so we decided to make a family outing out of being a tourist in our own town. We went to the Washington Mall (which is like, an outdoor "mall" type thing and window shopped, and did real shopping, ate lunch at a cafe you know the whole tourism crap. Not that we haven't been to these places before (well some shops we hadn't and the cafe was new to us), but it was fun to make an entire outing of it. And we got some cool Cape May books to go on the coffee table that we totally don't own.

And we had fried pickles. Have you ever had a fried pickle?! If you haven't, you must. (And if you live here, Stewart's at the mall serves good ones). Also did you know that Cape May has a peanut butter company? Like The Cape May Peanut Butter company? Why aren't our lousy supermarkets carrying their peanut butter. Especially their cappuccino peanut butter. Yes, I just said cappuccino peanut butter. 

Fried freaking pickles.

Good Heavens, where was I.

So after a couple hours in town, Cam had his typical mid-day psychotic breakdown (aka...naptime was overdue) and the grownups were dying from spring allergy hell, so we considered the tourism tour over. But we supplemented the day with an afternoon of smoking THIS for dinner:

MEAT.

and the kids ate dinner ON the playground. Because obviously. 

Later I was going through the closet and decided I HAD to figure out what the eff to do with the four tubes of fingerpaints before we moved. 

So why not the bathtub? It's contained, right? And washable. 

It started out awesome.

And got a little out of hand.

And what's the best remedy for a completely destroyed bathtub? 

A bath with half a bottle of bubble bath (that had to be used up before the move too).

And now I have especially clean kids. 

What did you do this Saturday?