So many very different things.

Adj. Queen you wanted a Thanksgiving story. Well it didn't happen did it? But the following weekend we had a family birthday party. I got to eat at the big people table this time. Now I have something to share-- I watched my big brother scoop a huge portion of food into his mouth, not realizing that it was piping hot. The next thing I know is he is leaning over to his wife who promptly blows into his mouth! I was completely shocked and grossed out. I mean this apparently was not the first time they've done this. I mean, it was obiviously a practiced movement.

My next bit of news is a new hypothesis, I think PF works so late because he doesn't want to get too close to the children. He doesn't want us to get too use to his presence at home. I think he worries about dying and leaving us a lone. What I mean is. The girls and I have dinner alone so much these days that it seems like we are the core family memembers. Of course when I shared this idea with my mother and my sister they both said he's a workaholic.

MI has a Christmas program tonight. She is really excited about it and is worried that we will miss it. Yesterday MI told me that fathers couldn't come to the program because they don't clap very well.

We are under winter weather right now. We lost power Monday around 9:45 AM. We played games; did some crafts; and read books. We have gas fireplace so we turned it on and stayed in the living room most of the day. Sister Sister called and asked for a ride to the rental place because a tree fell on her car. My sister, I don't get mad/I get even, had a branch glance off her car removing the side mirror and small ripple dents. PF and I measured our bed and then went out to the sofa and measured it. The bed there was wide enough so we planned to spend the night in front of the fireplace with all 5 of us in bed.

What actually happened was the girls and I slept on the pull out bed and PF slept on the floor. It was a challenging night because the electricity came back on at 6:45 PM Monday night the girls were all bummed out because they wanted to spend the night sleeping on the bed in the living room. So we did because we didn't know if the electricity would go out again.

Tuesday school was still out. The pull-out bed remained pulled out. The girls and I watched movies from late morning into the evening. In the morning we played games. I had held back a game from the girls. I brought that out when it looked like they were going to forget that they are sisters. The name of the game is Mr. Mouth. Well it was a lot of fun. It challenged the girls, and I explained the concept of trajectory to them. Fun and educational. Huh? MI got frustrated and spent her time throwing the flies into the mouth by hand. (And not the hand on the game).

By Wednesday I was sure the girls were ready to go back to school. I was so relieved when their schools were opened and they could go to school and I could go to work. Don't get me wrong the girls were very well behaved during this time I just don't think Wednesday would have gone as well as the last 2 days had.