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Man, I'm getting old... Having an 8 year old boy and a 6 year old girl hanging out all weekend will wear your ass out.
Sis brought the kids to Houston for Mom's 74th B-day party. It was a nice little shindig at Mom & Dad's church, marred only by one of her oldster friends passing out halfway through the party.
EMS got called, and a crew of 6 Spring Valley firefighters arrived in less than 5 minutes and got the old lady all wired up and ready for transport to the ER. I thought they ought to stay for some punch & cake, but they hauled the oldster off, which was probably for the best.
Turns out that friend of Mom's had a mild stroke, but was back at home by Monday, so she's doing OK for the most part.
I'd hoped more people would show, but most of the relations on Mom's side will be getting together for the annual family reunion next month. We did have our local City Councilcritter drop by to say hello, which was nice.
Back at the house, it was the eternal game of jump on Uncle Cap and quiz him on every item he possesses. Sammy is now 1.5 inches taller than a Swedish Mauser. When he's taller than the rifle with bayonet affixed, he'll be ready to take it deer hunting.
He's not quite ready for bladed weaponry, though. He was able to unsheath the 1796 British Heavy Cavalry saber by laying the scabbard on the ground and dragging out the blade. He hoisted the blade and said "That's not so heavy!", so Uncle Cap introduced him to the 'Hold It Level At Arm's Length For 5 Minutes Without Moving' game. He tried, but there's some growing to do!
Man, I'm getting old... Having an 8 year old boy and a 6 year old girl hanging out all weekend will wear your ass out.
Sis brought the kids to Houston for Mom's 74th B-day party. It was a nice little shindig at Mom & Dad's church, marred only by one of her oldster friends passing out halfway through the party.
EMS got called, and a crew of 6 Spring Valley firefighters arrived in less than 5 minutes and got the old lady all wired up and ready for transport to the ER. I thought they ought to stay for some punch & cake, but they hauled the oldster off, which was probably for the best.
Turns out that friend of Mom's had a mild stroke, but was back at home by Monday, so she's doing OK for the most part.
I'd hoped more people would show, but most of the relations on Mom's side will be getting together for the annual family reunion next month. We did have our local City Councilcritter drop by to say hello, which was nice.
Back at the house, it was the eternal game of jump on Uncle Cap and quiz him on every item he possesses. Sammy is now 1.5 inches taller than a Swedish Mauser. When he's taller than the rifle with bayonet affixed, he'll be ready to take it deer hunting.
He's not quite ready for bladed weaponry, though. He was able to unsheath the 1796 British Heavy Cavalry saber by laying the scabbard on the ground and dragging out the blade. He hoisted the blade and said "That's not so heavy!", so Uncle Cap introduced him to the 'Hold It Level At Arm's Length For 5 Minutes Without Moving' game. He tried, but there's some growing to do!
posted by El Capitan | 3:28 PM
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