Here I sit, enjoying a few moments of "cool" time. It has been unbelievably hot and I don't do well in heat like this. My son and partner know all too well that I tend to get quite ornery when it gets hot like this. My temper gets short and I really kind of turn into a not very fun person to be around. Thank goodness it won't last long. The heat that is!! My sister Laura is having a camp-out at her place this weekend, but I am going to opt for driving home every night because quite frankly I don't think I could spend the night in a tent in this weather and still be sane or civil the next day. Although I must say I have done it in years past when we have been camping.
My brother David is here with 2 of his 3 boys. Seth who is 3 and Grant who is 19mo. I sometimes forget how much time those little rug-rats can take. We picked them up and got home today by about 12:30. Fed them immediately.How do they ever get big based on what they eat is beside me! I remember Baby Prince picking at his food like that and yet he is a strapping 5-10 and 200+ now. Who knows!! After the meal which to me seemed flyby; all the toys that I in my wisdom had sense enough to save years ago were immediately everywhere. This can and does become dangerous, but no casualties. Then there is the issue of "Bob". Seth is completely obsessed with Bob. Bob is our 16yo cat. Is that like 102 in people years? I don't know, but I do know that he is old. Anyway, Seth picks him up and carries poor Bob everywhere. Bob hangs from his arms and has that look of "please save me" in his eyes. Bob even hangs upside down,bless his heart. I don't know if it's fear or what, well it is most likely fear, but Bob begins to shed his fur and when he gets the opportunity to leave those precious arms...Seth is COVERED in cat hair. So bad that his cloths have to be removed. Bob removes himself from the room and that is the last I see of him until about 2 hours ago. From whence he came, I know not! I'm pretty sure he'll be gone in the morning when he hears those sweet voices. Now somewhere in this time of chaos trying to get everyone settled and fed and worry about Bob, I had the brilliant idea that I was going to make hummus. I have had the beans soaking and the recipe out for a day or so now. First step, boil the garbanzo beans. I put them on to boil, get the boys into their swim suits for swimming, head out the door, help Ms K set up the canopy over the pool and help fill the pool. I reenter the house for sunscreen...oh shit, what is that smell. Yep, burnt to the bottom of the pan garbanzo beans!!! No hummus this weekend! Whatever was I thinking that I could, at this age, remember more than one thing at a time. Who did I think I was kidding?!
Because of the heat we decide that getting wet was the way to go. I man the faucet. Ms K has purchased a baby pool for the boys and really, when it gets like this, boys or no boys Ms K likes to sit in the pool all by herself. Found the little slide from years ago and weeeeee...what fun everyone had. More water on the lawn and sidewalk and driveway than stayed in the pool but then again everyone stayed happy and cool and wet. Lots of laughing and smiling. Before I knew it, it was time for supper.
Soon after it's bath and bed time. The house is quiet and it gives me just a moment to remember how special these little rugrats are. They keep you on your toes and remind you that they are the future. I hope it is a good one that we leave for them. So innocent, inquisitive and inspiring. Oh that we could all be that way. Sleep tight little ones! WL
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