We've got a friend who lives a couple miles away. His wife works nights and has a condo comped from work, which is over an hours drive away, so she doesn't come home every day, so he gets relatively lonely by himself at home. Once a week he comes over to our house in the evening and joins in our family Bible study and often joins us for supper. Things were in its usual chaos around here, supper was being made, a tree house was getting built and WE decided he wanted to make a pumpkin pie, which involved preparing an actual pumpkin someone had brought over, and roasting the seeds for munching. There was also a chess game going on along with the usual arguing and horseplay. Then, our friend said he came from a family of 10 kids and he enjoys coming over here for the familyness. I can't help thinking that after a couple hours of familyness, he enjoys returning to his nice quiet house.
Yesterday, Angel #4 has a band concert. Every year they hold family fun day at the high school. Different agencies and schools put up demonstration booths for things like composting and nutrition, there are bouncy houses for the kids and free cotton candy, sno cones and chili for everyone. Also during the day is constant entertainment from school groups. The high school band played, the intermediate school Polynesian dance team did a couple dances and #4's elementary school band played. They've added a new song to their playlist since I saw them last and they now can do Old McDonald. They were also giving away some awesome door prizes, but I didn't win any of those. Last year there were about a gazillion people there and I really didn't want to go again this year. Others must have felt the same way since there was only about half a gazillion there this time, which made it much nicer.
#4 also had a friend over Friday night, Angel #2 had 2 friends overnight and WE and hubby went camping. So, Angel #1 was home with six females, 2 of which were cute 15 year olds, though he didn't really seem to notice or care. Fortunately for my nerves, he's still more interested in computer games than girls. But it was #4's friend's mother who I fell in love with. She said: you've got a 16 year old? You must have been awful young when you started having kids. I almost gave her a hug right on the spot. Of course, #4 was quick to chime in that I was actually really old and just turned 41 last week. Kids, don't you love 'em?
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