We hit the road tomorrow. Stop 1 is Gma and Gpa's for lunch (a tradition) then on to Aunt Jill's. Sat is ride day at the fair. All cousins are going with and maybe Uncle Mike - though we're trying to talk him out of it because it's 1. SO hot 2. VERY bumpy ground 3. He's a pain in the butt. :-) (But #3 has never stopped us from taking him before) :-)
Friends are showing steers and horses - which will be a lot of fun for my kids to see. Mary Scot gets to stay over at the fair with her steer - they actually sleep in the stalls with the livestock. Jack couldn't believe that. Whole different world for my guys.
Sally is excited to ride rides - even though she's not too into the big stuff and she's getting too big physically for the little stuff. She still likes to go and sometimes Jack can talk her into big stuff and then the faces she makes are priceless. We picnic in the park after rides (another tradition).
Demo Derby on Wed and Harness Racing on Thursday. Would LOVE it if the kids picked all winners and we could walk out of there with TALL cash. Ha ha - we usually bet $2 on each race. :-)
Camp is still going well. I love it that when I pick them up they are FULL of stories of the fun they've had through the day. Jack eats a quick snack and then he's off to the neighbor's. Sal has to download a little - she usually hits her room and plays "camp" with her people.
We pass the Library each day on the way to camp and the carpenter's union has been on strike. Of course Jack asked about it and so I gave him my happy clappy liberal idealism about what unions do. :-) So we began honking each day and waving. Since no other workers would cross the line - there was no one working. The other day they were working (the union got their contract signed) and so we talked about that and at the end of the convo I said "So every one's working, now." And not missing a beat - from the back seat Sal says "except you, Mom." :-) Thank you Sally.
Jack has been very curious (as much as Jack ever is on a subject - his attention span matches that of a gnat) about government workings. We explained that we would not be attending Village functions this year - due to their horrible treatment of Public Works and Police and Fire. As I told Jack that there was little chance that Daddy would loose his job he asked about why Bill attends the board meetings and boycotts things. As I explained that as you go through life you must stand up for what you believe in and always fight for the underdog he piped up with "like when *next door* calls Sally names and her and I go home". EXACTLY!
The kids next door are horrible. I got into it with the "mother" (there's 4 adult females over there). She's one that believes her children. Rooky. Thinks her children don't swear or say mean things to Sal because they don't do it in front of her. Well, there's logic for you! Ughhh. So I'm SURE those kids will NEVER be in trouble with any authority. PAlease! I know Jack is a lying weasel and he knows that I know. :-) Autism doesn't allow Sal to lie - but she does get confused as to when something happens. So you have to decipher things with her. BUT on a good note - the children next door have moved!!!!! YAY! I *think* there's still one female over there - which I'm guessing is Gma, and I think she's staying. But no kids - yay! My kids and Tommy down the street always played very well - until those kids came into the picture. They were MADE to stay outside from the time they got up till night time - and I mean stay outside - so they sat on their front porch and made things miserable for the others. I agree with kids being outside - but you can't just put them out there with nothing. In the summer I allow almost everything to go outside. Sal's dollhouse and people have taken up residence on the front porch. Jack has taken out cards and a couple of wrestlers. I've NEVER seen them or Tommy just sit on the porch and do nothing ALL afternoon. Adults always screw things up. (just ask Jack) :-)
Mabel has been resting up to play farm dog next week. She LOVES being out there - she stretches out as she runs top speed and she's only a couple of inches above the ground. Of course Chunk and Tiny (the *real* farm dogs) look at her like "why waste so much energy pup?" I swear you can see it in their eyes "city dog doesn't know nothin". :-) It's the getting there that's hard with Mabel. She sits in the back of the car and howls at cars that come up behind us. (rolling my eyes)
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