Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Reduction in Forces
It seems that Peaches is pretty much out of our lives now except for when she has time in her schedule. This is OK-- she is graduating with great grades and she is a super person. It looks like Tiger will soon be going to Wyoming. This is how it is to be. I wish I had money to send to them should they have problems, but with lots of prayers on my part and a lotta luck on their parts, they won't need my help.
Walking to the school today with seven kids and the dog, Darrin and I enjoyed ourselves. It's more than just a little odd with it being January and the temperature being +45. The near-by creek was thawed and gushing and most of the walk was snow free. My back is still giving me little issues so I struggled a few times on the ice, but other than that it was OK. The boys and Cloud had a football that they were throwing around and Cloud was frequently yelling at them to slow down or stop-- I think that she wants kids when she gets married, but no brothers!
Starshine held my hand most of the way, or she held on to Darrin. Mudd wanted to hold whomever's hand he wasn't holding. Calamity Jane was between holding mine and Darrin's hands, then wanting to run with the older kids. She kept coming back, then wanting to run ahead again. Dmitri likes walking with the dog. Basil was usually throwing the ball.
Guy-- he's a little on the slow side, but I can never tell if it's his delays or his y chromosome that makes him a little odd. He does odd things like wanting to walk on the other side of the railing of a short bridge, or moon walking in the middle of an icy cul-de-sac. He got way behind then ran through someone's yard to catch up. The people in my 'hood don't like that, so he got scolded. I had him hold my hand the rest of the way home. The turkey rolled his eyes, walked with his coat over his head, tried walking backward and even started to sneeze on both our hands-- Darrin said that he was acting mature, that is, normal for a teenager forced to hold Mom's hand!
I cannot help but feel like we are terribly small. I do miss my eldest daughters, and look forward to having them home with their spouses and children, perhaps with the extended Crumpet clan being 20 deep with people and more football tossing. There were only 9 of us out there today. A few summers ago, we were 11. I do not know how much longer these walks will last. Will Cloud want walk with us in the next year or 5?