It's a gorgeous park and I hope we can go there regularly.
When we came home, Jay and the boy got busy making one of my favorite dishes, spanikopita aka spinach pie.
Buttering the layers of phyllo dough (sweet Jesus check out that bowl of butter):
The finished, albeit half eaten, product:
While they cooked, the girl twirled around the kitchen.
All in all we've had a busy week and a fairly low key weekend.
Before I go, I wanted to leave you with this one last picture. Remember the asshole stray cat that more or less took over my house? Well, he really can't be considered a stray anymore. He's ours. Here he is resting on my bed. I had just interrupted the licking event he was having with what's left of his bits and pieces. I would prefer he not do that on my bed, but I'm not going to yell at him. I value my life.