We spent the morning in Rittenhouse Square eating donuts and waiting for the Gap to open. I didn’t realize it was Palm Sunday until the Trinity Episcopal Church choir walked by with their palm fronds. Oops.
B picked out a pair of green flip flops at the Gap, then ran around growling like a tiger (“I tiger, mommy”) until his daddy took him outside to ‘play in traffic’ while we checked out. After a quick stop at the art store (where the guy behind the counter visibly rolled his eyes and sighed when B jumped out of the BOB to look around), it was straight home to sleep off the sugar high.