Yes, I admit it, we attempted to keep the Urbans from returning to the US by keeping them locked in the house for an entire afternoon. It was actually an accident, as we took Dumpling for a doctor's assessment of her behavioural issues and our 1:30 appointment started at 2:45. And we first had to meet with a resident. And wait 30 min to see the specialist afterwards. So we didn't get home til after 5 pm. So yeah, they were stuck. But Lil' urban was napping for most of that time, and they had an ample supply of fresh-roasted coffee beans and both a drip and esspresso machine, so I really don't, know what they are complaining about! Also, they were in the company of the M the amazing babysitter, so technically, they weren't really prisoners.....
We made up for it though, with a great mexican dinner and a trip to the jazz festival. The kids absolutely loved the music parc, and the picture at the end was taken by the extra talented Mrs. Urban, who has a fancy camera and knows how to use it.
Also, Herb rebuffed the Children of the Porn tonight when they peaked their heads over the fence at five minutes to 6 and asked to come bounce on the mountain, just as we were about to partake of our final dinner together. He is fully 100% responsible for the moniker, but I find it quite befitting and intend to stick with it.
Whew, I'm glad to hear they did have coffee. I apologize for my comment left on Herb's blog. I get a little emotional at the very thought of being stuck with no coffee.
Posted by: Harry | July 03, 2007 at 11:51 PM