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So my s-i-l is in Florida until tomorrow seeing her grandmother. My brother has been alone with the kids since Friday. Sunday, he brought them over to my folks' house so he could fix the decking and entrance to their house, and my mom and dad could play with the kids.
It was fun - we got into all kinds of mischief. I found out the oldest, G, who sepent the last couple of years half-heartedly playing the upright bass and the violin is FINALLY learning an instrument she likes! She is playing the Saxophone! I've always wanted to play the saxophone - I don't have the manual dexterity required of it in my left hand anymore. But she LOVES the saxophone! Both my mom and I are delighted - we're both a little soft over the type of sound the sax is capable of.
B went off mid-afternoon for soccer evaluations. Came back after all sweaty and windblown, having had a lot of fun. L spent the afternoon flitting from one activity to another. After B had returned my mother mentioned Max needed washing. So the kids and I washed the dog (mom just supervised and kept them on task)... I got a LOT wetter than when my mother and I wash the dog... G had hold of the nozzle for a bit. B thought washing the dog was great fun in theory - but when it came down to it, really didn't like getting wet, soapy, or having Max's fur come off on her hands.
L kept opening the door to see what was going on, and I had to hold Max pretty firmly so we didn't have a wet, soapy dog running amuck through the house. We kept telling L to make a choice, in or out and he kept choosing out. But he really wanted to be in, and so the door kept opening and I got wetter and wetter and wetter.
It was fun - we got into all kinds of mischief. I found out the oldest, G, who sepent the last couple of years half-heartedly playing the upright bass and the violin is FINALLY learning an instrument she likes! She is playing the Saxophone! I've always wanted to play the saxophone - I don't have the manual dexterity required of it in my left hand anymore. But she LOVES the saxophone! Both my mom and I are delighted - we're both a little soft over the type of sound the sax is capable of.
B went off mid-afternoon for soccer evaluations. Came back after all sweaty and windblown, having had a lot of fun. L spent the afternoon flitting from one activity to another. After B had returned my mother mentioned Max needed washing. So the kids and I washed the dog (mom just supervised and kept them on task)... I got a LOT wetter than when my mother and I wash the dog... G had hold of the nozzle for a bit. B thought washing the dog was great fun in theory - but when it came down to it, really didn't like getting wet, soapy, or having Max's fur come off on her hands.
L kept opening the door to see what was going on, and I had to hold Max pretty firmly so we didn't have a wet, soapy dog running amuck through the house. We kept telling L to make a choice, in or out and he kept choosing out. But he really wanted to be in, and so the door kept opening and I got wetter and wetter and wetter.