Ms. Chairman, you may want to stop reading here, if you’re getting lonesome. The Gov. asked Thursday night, “When is my mother coming to get me?” It was a matter-of-fact question without any sniffles or incipient tears. He just wanted to know
The boys were tired tonight after a day of heavy activity. Breakfast of cereal and cherries with the fruit as input to improve throughput. Lets not get into output. The Senator helped me deliver Meals on Wheels and found it fun to carry milk cartons to our customers. He was hoping I had the task Friday, but I don’t.
The Senator and I picked up cousins M. and J. at their home, and they were with us for the rest of the day, which involved a lot of running, shouting and squirting with garden hoses. At the end of the afternoon, M., J and The Senator were naked but wrapped in towels while their clothes were in the dryer. The Governor avoided getting wet. It was hilarious to see J. chasing The Senator, warning, “I’m going to bug you, like you bugged me in the car.”
Lunch consisted of corn dogs, and we visited Dairy Queen for dinner. The boys inhaled chicken strips and French fries. The Senator finished with a super chocolate Blizzard and The Governor, a chocolate malt. Then we visited Lynnhurst Park in Minneapolis. It’s a huge sandbox with lots of interesting climbing and sliding gear. Books and bedtime ended the day. Sorry, Mom, no baths.
Friday looks like a trip to Como Park zoo in St. Paul where the amusement park is supposed to have some new rides.
Sorry to disappoint everybody, but we’re still in meltdown-free zone. The boys are on their best behavior. M. and J. got into a push-shove-kick match over the backyard garden hose, however. A minor event that was quickly forgotten.
Have you figured out yet what Cathy does to get the gov so riled up?
Posted by: DaveP at June 10, 2005 01:44 PM