A friend asked me how we were coping with the campers, how they had changed our routine. As I thought about this it came down to a bunch of simple things: We never have enough milk. Normally we have to look at the expiration date on a 1/2 gallon of milk and make sure we get the freshest possible so it does not go bad before we can drink it. Now we buy a gallon at a time and it's gone in the blink of an eye. These days we have the washing machine going almost constantly and the dishwasher runs after each meal. I get up at 0630 or earlier, normally it's closer to 0800. The paper is mine to read at my leisure, now I have to strip out the weather and comics for others. A quick trip to the store is a thing of the past...a quick trip to anywhere is a thing of the past. Tomorrow when we go to North Carolina it will have to be in two cars so we can keep the fighting to a minimum. We take naps. We watch G rated movies and love them. We have to refer to our friends as Miss or Mister somebody, or better yet, as Lucy's Mom (Lucy being a dog). Has our life changed? You bet!
This morning we met up with Elanor and Evan (and their Mom) for some chalk art on the sidewalk. Of course we had to have a bit of 'toss the ball'.
Then we alternated between hopscotch and drawing.
Some campers thought that it would be fun to have war paint like an Indian.
We also found time to go to Betsy's kiosk where our friend Officer Jason let the campers play in his brand new police car.
When the mailman came he left a package and a letter for the
campers. Inside they found lots of toys and greetings from Wendy (Liv
and Ruby's Mom).
Sara took the campers to the park to play. When they returned an hour later everyone was flushed from the hard play so we though that quiet time would indeed be quiet. Not so! Here it is 3:30 and Ruby is coloring, Isaac is fighting sleep as hard as he can. Liv and Sara are out getting their nails done. I'm having to spell words for Liv so she can write something. At least I'm not being asked to spell DUMB or STUPID this time.
We will not do a blog entry for 23, 24 or 25 July because we will be in North Carolina visiting Sara's parents. Wish us luck.
wow. you guys are hard core. I get what you're saying about the milk (where does it go??!) and about quiet time having an unexpected interpretive quality. Who knew? You would laugh at the rigorous education (ought I say reeducation) I'm getting here. I look forward to telling you about it. I hope NC is fun for everyone, without a lot of fighting in the cars. That stinks.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo to all 5 of you!