I really didn't believe them. We've had deer, we get excited over rabbits and squirrels and even a cat now and then. Horses? No way. I went running back there, and sure enough, horses. Not really right in our back yard, they were on the street behind our house, about a block away. But people riding horses through a suburban neighborhood? Definitely unusual.
Last night was Trick or Treating, E was in charge of handing out candy. Archer and Shelly took turns supervising. David baked cookies, I baked a frozen pizza.
This morning I was eating my breakfast (or was it lunch? 10:00 means maybe it was brunch) and E was running around, he came back to me at the table and as he ran up he stopped short. "OH! Mom, POOP fell out my DIAPER!" Sure enough. I won't go into great detail about what I had to clean up, you can imagine the path things had to take to get from his diaper, down his leg... Anyway, just as we were finishing up bath time and getting a new batch of laundry started, guess who showed up? Bampa Bampa! (That's Grandma and Grandpa to you and me.)
After a flurry of activity, they were gone again. And so was E. I sent this email to David...
Hi, my parents showed up and gave us a new bike, a plate of
cookies and a bag of muffins.
They took with them the riding mower, a bowl of potato soup,
and E.Please pick up Elijah from my parents before you come home tonight, thanks!
Tonight we'll have friends over. Tomorrow another day, school, a meeting in the evening, the next day school, drawing and Awana, next Cub Scouts... Time just keeps flying by. Every day there's some fun little detail, and every day there's the same mundane boring stuff, over and over and over. Brush your teeth, don't forget your lunch, do your homework, brush your teeth, go to bed. And life goes on.
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