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a step forward
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Everything's temporary. I mow the lawn, it grows back. I wash dishes, they get dirty again. Don't get me started on the cat litter.
Sarah and I went out to Target so she could show me bikes, and she pleaded for a single-speed model that was marked $65. She offered to put in $20 of her own money. I countered that I'd get it if she put in $35, and she agreed. Then we got a new helmet to replace the other new helmet that dropped off the earth, and once again, she's happy to leap on the bike and go off in search of playmates and adventures.
She brought Julia back to the house, and we all jumped on the trampoline for a while. When it was almost time for Julia to go home, her dad showed up to collect her, and before I could see them off, her mom showed up to get both of them.
Cathy had Friday off from work, so we officially wrapped up last Christmas by putting the grill together that I'd bought for her. She unboxed most of the pieces and helped with the one piece of heavy lifting, and after that I made Sarah happy by letting her help with the fiddly bits. Then I hauled out the outdoor table and umbrella, finding Sarah's next-to-newest helmet in the process. It hadn't dropped off the earth -- just behind the freezer. I set it all up, tested the gas lines for leaks (using soapy water and watching for bubbles), and just after 9:00 pm, all systems were go. Cathy made a cheeseburger for Sarah and hot dogs for everybody. I don't know about the burger, but the hot dogs I had were super, on buns toasted over the grill.
Just before I finished, I ran in and got a little bottle of Coke for us to share, because THIS is AMERICA, buddy!
This morning, I looked out the basement window at the patio. It's all still there, as is an equal volume of cardboard packing material in the sun room. Progress.
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Everything's temporary. I mow the lawn, it grows back. I wash dishes, they get dirty again. Don't get me started on the cat litter.
Sarah and I went out to Target so she could show me bikes, and she pleaded for a single-speed model that was marked $65. She offered to put in $20 of her own money. I countered that I'd get it if she put in $35, and she agreed. Then we got a new helmet to replace the other new helmet that dropped off the earth, and once again, she's happy to leap on the bike and go off in search of playmates and adventures.
She brought Julia back to the house, and we all jumped on the trampoline for a while. When it was almost time for Julia to go home, her dad showed up to collect her, and before I could see them off, her mom showed up to get both of them.
Cathy had Friday off from work, so we officially wrapped up last Christmas by putting the grill together that I'd bought for her. She unboxed most of the pieces and helped with the one piece of heavy lifting, and after that I made Sarah happy by letting her help with the fiddly bits. Then I hauled out the outdoor table and umbrella, finding Sarah's next-to-newest helmet in the process. It hadn't dropped off the earth -- just behind the freezer. I set it all up, tested the gas lines for leaks (using soapy water and watching for bubbles), and just after 9:00 pm, all systems were go. Cathy made a cheeseburger for Sarah and hot dogs for everybody. I don't know about the burger, but the hot dogs I had were super, on buns toasted over the grill.
Just before I finished, I ran in and got a little bottle of Coke for us to share, because THIS is AMERICA, buddy!
This morning, I looked out the basement window at the patio. It's all still there, as is an equal volume of cardboard packing material in the sun room. Progress.
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I keep hearing fireworks but haven't caught sight of any.