Yet another day while the Master Gardeners are off doing all things horticultural, and I am in charge of Cousin Adam (CA), The Senator, and The Governor.
The morning started early, rose to a fevered pitch before 9 a.m. and is now settling down.
First off the manager from my Friday night league called to see if I found a substitute for this evening. Oops. I solicited a few people, but didn't have time to check email responses. I'll get right on that.
Next, The Senator awakens at 7:10 a.m. Waaaaay too early. I worry he's going to be crabby and hyper-sensitive all day. So far, my fears have been justified. He was nearly in tears over the cantaloupe which had not been cut to his specifications.
The Governor wakes up half an hour later and starts in on CA. Not a bit of jealousy going on here. Nope. No way. The only words out of his mouth during his first waking hour were "No" and "Mine" and "Don't touch that!" Fortunately, CA can hold his own and dish it right back.
Fifteen minutes later, the director of the Park and Rec Services from my Tues/Thursday league calls. I missed the game last night, but found out from my teammate that the ref was questioning whether some of the players were on our roster. While I'm getting chewed out by the director, the dogs start barking for some unknown reason, and The Governor and CA are duking it out in the livingroom. CA comes into the kitchen wailing. The Governor bit him. Add in one kitchen strewn with half-finished efforts to pack a picnic lunch for the park.
Sigh.
Divide and conquer, they say, so I called the day care center at the nursing home. Any openings? Great. You'll be seeing The Governor at 9:30 a.m. Plan on keeping him until, oh, perhaps, Monday.
Drop off The Governor, and head for the park. It's cold and windy and deserted, but the boys enjoyed themselves. We hung out at the park for a couple of hours and headed home for lunch. The Senator and CA have been playing fairly well but when territorial issues arose over some toys, I decided that Rollie Pollie Ollie would buy me some peace and quiet. Little do they know that nap time looms ominously over their heads as soon as this half hour show is over.
Ahhhhhh. Behold the power of naps.
Posted by Cathy at June 25, 2004 12:37 PM