Diane and her family came down from Oklahoma to spend a day at Six Flags Over Texas and another day at Hurricane Harbor. We'd previously agreed that I'd feed them Sunday night (after their five hour drive down) and Monday night (after their day at Six Flags). They wanted to hit the road after Hurricane Harbor, so I never even got to ask, "Was it fun?" It hadn't occurred to me that the kids might not really like what I cooked for dinner (Husband's Delight casserole and cheddar beddar stew casserole with a peppery salad), but it didn't bother me, either. Em and I ate the leftovers for 3 days and I didn't have to cook! Chicken tacos with corn on the cob seemed to go over real well with the kids on day two, so keep that in mind when y'all think about cooking dinner for children.
Sunday evening, No. 1 was available, ate dinner with and accompanied us to the local park so the kids could run off their "road aches". We left Steve home with Em to watch
sports on TV and just chill for a while while we did the park. Diane seemed a bit surprised to see Nellie hold No. 1's hand to cross the one street separating us from the
park, as she's going through that "stranger anxiety" phase. Those two seemed to have a good time, to me, though:
Diane and I didn't get any "get to know each other IRL" time on Sunday, and everyone was pretty tired from a full day at Six Flags, so after dinner on Monday I laid pillows and comforters around the living room, turned on "Nemo" (in your honor, No. 2!) for the kids to watch and sat at the kitchen table with Diane. Em busied himself cleaning up after dinner while Steve watched Nemo and the kids in the living room. Nellie, of course, gravitated towards mom:
I didn't even clean before they came because I thought, "Who would clean BEFORE 5 kids come in the house? Clean AFTER 5 kids come in the house!" But, I could have/should have cleaned, because these kids didn't moan, didn't whine, didn't mess, just behaved like every parent's dream of how their kids behave in someone else's house. WHAT A GREAT FAMILY!
Part of the reason why I offered to feed these people on their stay down here was to pay back Diane for her generosity in sending me (a total stranger) plants and seeds
to get a garden started last year. She didn't begrudge me the payback, but brought supplies to make both No. 1 and me custom-made hula hoops, so now I owe her AGAIN! Damn that woman!
Here's the stuff she brought before she made them for us. That darlin' in the front is Charlie. She has 4 boys and 1 girl, but Charlie is the TOKEN BOY being pictured
alone on this blog. Just goes to show: We're all about girls around here. (j/k) I spent a good hour talking to Cody, though, and he's quite the nice young man, as is Isaac.
Never got a chance to get to know Duke, and every single picture I took of him was blurred. Sorry, son! Next time.
On that hula-hooping, check it out:
Skirt-hooping is pretty awesome, too:
That wasn't skirt-hooping. Damnit! Maybe one of these is of skirt-hooping, because I thought that was pretty cool, too. [Think of the exercise possibilities, No. 2!] You really need to join us in hooping!
Diane's talkin' about makin' the trip down a more frequent event, so it's conceivable that I have more chances to bungle things. Bring it on, Diane!