Another Snow Day

It snowed again! Too much TV rots the brain, so Shane and I drew instead. He still likes tornadoes. I tried to draw something cold instead.

Then the teacher in me came out. I tried to show Shane a break down of how to make a Christmas tree.

Not bad, kid. The mountain was Shane's idea. He wanted to show me how to draw one of those (it's funny he numbered his steps).

I showed Shane how to make a flap book with post-it notes next. I like to throw new ideas at him.

Cave:

Bear!

Shane mostly got the concept.

Tree that somehow shrank to fit on post-it note and you can still the other tree behind it:

Bird eggs!

I wanted to make a whole flap book, but Shane's interest level waned.

We tried to help Mommy work from home instead.

Spoiled Already!

Carrie bounced at the door when Shane returned home from Nana and Pop's. It was a high-energy reunion.

Shortly afterward,

Shane: "Mommy, do you have a surprise for me?"

Mommy: "Hugs and kisses!"

Shane: "That's it?"

Shane's Back!

The spawn returns! Nana and Pop handed him off to me in Greensboro, NC.

Carrie and I are glad to have our little stink home again.

Nana and Pop are probably glad to have a chance to rest. They took Shane and Cole out to do multiple things every day. There aren't enough Chuck E Cheese's within a hundred mile radius for Carrie and I to live up to the pace they set last week!

Snow's on the horizon. Shane will probably have a day at home before going back to school on Tuesday.

River Re-Homed (Again)

Thursday night, we vetted another potential home for River. Saturday, we did a home visit. She took to her new home readily. So readily, we thought she was going to kill herself walking on a banister when we were set to leave.

Carrie and Valerie, River's new mother, traded some pictures and texts as the day went on. It looks like a great fit!

Caught in the Act

I fell asleep on the couch for a few minutes. Carrie put a pillow on me and took a picture. 

I woke up a few minutes later, but the deed was done.

...do I always look that goofy?

Kombucha Carrie

Carrie has developed a love for kombucha. She recently found a store that sells bottles you clean and can have refilled.

It would have been less work if we cleaned each bottle as it was finished.

Boomerang Cat

....and River's back! The woman who adopted her owned a Savannah years ago, but developed an allergy in between.

Party Week!

Nana's sent me multiple pictures of Party Week. Shane, Cole, and Evelyn all played at the science museum today.

There was a "farting stomach."

I don't know how a stomach would fart, but the picture and mental image are delightful. Have fun, Shane! Pick up is Sunday.

Final Wrestling Meet?

How many things can go wrong with a meet? More than happened tonight, but it's a good story.

First, a kid didn't show up, but his brother did. I called the dad. Then the bus showed up and I hung up. Only the kid wasn't on the bus. I texted the dad back and we sat around. I would have left a high school wrestler behind, but a sixth grader? Seven minutes later the kid was dropped off.

It was a short drive. We arrived without incident. I saw a wrestling mat in the gym, so I waved off the bus. Then someone asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?" The mat was for a high school match. No one expected us.

Whoops.

Parents arrived right about then, too.

I talked to a few coaches and got it sorted out. They'd emailed to try and confirm we were coming months ago, but never heard back. They assumed the match was off. Thankfully, there were some 8th graders on their varsity squad. The varsity coach put on ref wristbands and slid in some exhibition matches. Otherwise, it would have been a lost night.

I want to go back. I asked for permission to set up a match. We'll see if I get it.

Happy Trails, River

River was re-homed Sunday morning. Carrie screened down to one candidate. The candidate made the drive, provided vet references, talked with us, and was introduced. River took well to her.

Now River's moved to a one-cat home: She's it. It should be a better fit for her. If not, she can boomerang back to us.