I'm home from boy pick-up and hanging-out-with, sitting on my back porch, waiting for my man to get home. He had to stop at Costco when he hit Tallahassee because he had ordered glasses and they are in. He needs them because his old glasses, which were glued together when he left town, broke into four pieces on his trip. He's had a long day today, driving through lots of rain. It poured here too. Rained so hard that I really did not like driving through it on my way home.
I had a good time with Levon and August. The rain slowed down enough that I could get August the regular way instead of the car pick-up way but I did get caught in that line for a few minutes, making us a tiny bit later than usual which prompted August to tell me that possibly I could leave five minutes earlier next time. Last week he educated me on the fact that I needed to stay where he could see me when they called his name. I think that pick-up time causes him a tiny bit of anxiety and I get that. Be he was happy to see me and his brother and when I handed him an umbrella, he was a complete gentlemen and held it so that it covered me too.
Before I got to their house today I did something I should have done much sooner which was to buy a two-liter bottle of Diet Coke and some Mentos. They were thrilled! We were going to have our own volcano! And we did. I made them stand a little distance away and when the Mentos hit the coke, it shot up in the air at least five feet. We cheered! They love watching the videos so much that it occurred to me that it was ridiculous not to do it ourselves. "Let's do this thing!" I told them, and we did.
We also read some books and went downstairs to their basement where Vergil's set up some gymnastic rings or whatever they are called.
The boys were a bit wild by that time. Levon had been so ready for a nap when we got home from picking up August that I had to carry him in the house so of course he fought it with frenetic activity. He doesn't hang from his knees but instead, twists around and around and then lets himself spin, holding on with his hands in a dizzying whirl.
I have to say that I feel sorry for Vergil who came out of his office at five and walked immediately into childcare but he's good at that. August gave me a kiss and Levon even gave me a side hug and a kiss and those are better good-bye treats than all of the M&M's in the world.
Mr. Moon has arrived and I like his new glasses and I'm glad to have him home. He had a great time with his old buddies. He said they all moved slow and took it easy, praising the joys of retirement. I don't think they caught many fish but that didn't seem to bother them. It was all catch-and-release so there wasn't pressure to fill a cooler or anything.
I was so worried on my way home from town that Darla might not have had her children in a place that would protect them from all the rain. There was water standing in the road in places and the gutters were gushing and I could just imagine those babies getting caught in a tiny rivulet and washing away but no. They are fine.
I really do need to quit worrying about them. Darla's got it all under control. I laugh every morning when I let them out because in the rush for the door, if any of the other chickens gets too close to her babies for her comfort, she completely goes into attack mode, fluffing her feathers out so that she's twice her normal size and literally brushes the offending chickens away with sweeps of her wings. Violet is still sitting patiently. I do so hope she gets at least one hatchling to make all of this work worthwhile.
I am very, very grateful for this good rain we've had. We needed it. We are not in a drought or anything, but it has been several weeks. I should go down and see what the rain has done to the GDG project which, by the way, they had laid the foundation for as of yesterday.
The church people next door are singing with the windows open. The sky has cleared and rain drips off the leaves. Frogs in the swamp on the other side of the railroad tracks are croaking their mighty approval of the water from the sky we had. Mr. Moon has made us martinis and he's gone out to check the garden. I think I'll go out and join him.
Happy Friday, y'all.