Eden is out on the front porch with her backpack strapped to her, a small cooler in one hand, blanket & bear in the other. She tells me she is waiting for the train and she's going on a trip. Do I want to come, too, she asks? I wondered where she was going and though she wasn't really sure, she knew she'd be going a long long way away and would stay in a hotel once she got there. Unfortunately for my little dreamer, a bumble bee dove at her head and buzzed her ear just now, sending her screaming back into the house forever.
Like his father, Lars fell asleep on the couch during the 1st period of the sad Red Wings game and is just now waking up. He is currently standing next to me, screaming and crying as I continue to try and ignore him. Nothing ever works, but it's easier on the ears than holding him while he screams at me.
I spent some of the afternoon up at the East Park with the ambulance standing by, watching walkers in red shirts go round and round the block in a fund raising effort for Teammates. I should have joined in, but instead sat on the picnic table and chatted to a couple others who were with me. I did get to dole out a couple of band-aids, but that was about it.
The rest of the week was pretty busy. Tuesday's funeral was beautiful. The kids and I sat in the cry room during the service, where Eden asked more questions than I thought possible for a four year old. In the end, as they were rolling the casket out to the hearse, Eden asked what was going to happen next and where he was going to be put. Meanwhile, Lars was applauding loudly, yelling, "Yeah!" If only we all thought that way at the conclusion of a funeral. Sometimes, the littlest one has it right. I helped serve the funeral dinner and clean up. By the time it was over, I was dead on my feet. Eden really wanted to see where they put the casket, so we drove out the cemetery and found the spot. With the dirt already piled on top, she was less than convinced, but eventually, we drove on home.
Al had meetings Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday night and by Thursday, was happy to stay home. We had company stop over and we ended up talking until way past bedtime, but it was nice to have the adult interaction!
Friday after school, Lexi came over to babysit while Al & I drove to SB for some heavy duty no-kid shopping. We made four stops and only had to get ourselves in and out of the vehicle, it was novel. We even had a quiet dinner. Crazy.
Came home with a new TV and DVD player, which he mounted on the wall with Mark's help Saturday night. Mark got roped into it since they were coming over for supper and cards anyway. Wow, what a long way TVs have come from our tube TV that had been with us for most of the past eight years.
Speaking of eight years, tomorrow will mark our 8th wedding anniversary and my parents 41st. Hard to believe, but much enjoyed. How different our lives were such a short time ago.
Until next time...
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