Since last Thursday, our clan was staying at my sister and brother-in-law’s house while the floors got refinished. We got back home yesterday. We THOUGHT we’d be there Thursday to Sunday, but the final coat had to wait until Monday because sanding took longer than expected.
Actually, only my sister was at her house until late Sunday night, when the rest of her family got back from the east coast. And actually, Michael had the girls camping for Friday and Saturday nights. So really, we were just based out of their home as we ran to various activities.
In any case, the kids had a great time with their cousins. I took everyone to the playground the other day and watched in amusement as different play styles worked together (or not).
For example, boy cousin was utching along the play equipment and announced: “I’m a giant jelly blob!” Naomi, standing nearby, said, “Wow! That sounds yummy!” Boy cousin was nonplussed for a moment, then made a slight amendment to his identity, “I’m a giant rotting jelly blob!” But by that time, Naomi had moved on to other things, so she was not there to be either impressed or stricken with terror.
Boy cousin was also an octopus impervious to any of Hannah’s attempts to spear it with her various made-up weaponry. For some reason, she didn’t enjoy this game much.
A few minutes later, I suggested we look for fairies in the trees.
Boy cousin: I don’t believe in fairies.
Me: I don’t believe in giant rotting jelly blobs.
We didn’t actually find any fairies, but then we decided to do timed running exercises (in the interest of depleting a bunch of energy), and some gymnastics, including somersaults and cartwheels.
We are most thankful for the hospitality and the fun that we had with the in-town relatives!
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