Tuesday

One of these days I'll come up with more interesting titles....

Yesterday A friend of mine (Amber) is up in NY, so yesterday morning her husband dropped their son Corbin (age 7) off here for the day. And then Christine dropped of Luci (age 4) and Jaeger (age 6). I go SO much stuff done (paid bills, worked on some Girl Scout stuff). The girls played together. The boys played X-box Star Wars. Eventually Dallas got tired of Star Wars and set Corbin and Jaeger up to play against each other. Dallas then retreated to the basement and playing Age of Empires. Around 3:30 pm we all pilled into the car (aging Toyota minivan) and head to Christine's to drop off Jaeger and retrieve Mia. (That's right, earlier in the day, when Christine dropped off Jaeger, she took Emma with her to pick up Amabel from Deerstream....) We then headed to the Craig's house to drop off Corbin. And then home.

Today Corbin came over again today. This time he and Emma played Star Wars. Then he and Dallas played legos. Around 12:30 pm Corbin's dad picked him and Dallas up for their gymnastics class (Cary School of Gymnastics). And Emma, Mia and I headed up to Kathy Austin's for the "big girls'" art class. Kathy teaches a pretty basic "elemenary school" type art class. Emma has taken her classes for about 2 years. During Emma's class, Mia and I went to a coffee shop (hot chocolate for Mia) and I read a couple books to her. This is Mia's first year in the "little girls'" class (Mia, Luci Prisk, Sammy Reece, Olivia Reece, and 2 other 4-5 year olds..... I don't know how Kathy does it....). During Mia's art class, Emma, Amabel, Christine and I went back to the coffee shop and had our first "math class" with the girls. Christine had made the girls notebooks with "Cube Friends" worksheets in them. The basic idea was circling groups of ten, then counting by tens, circling groups of hundreds (ten groups of ten), and counting by hundreds.

Then we picked up Mia from art, Dallas from Corbin's house (where they'd returned after gymnastics) and headed home.

As I pulled in the driveway I saw our big green Town of Cary garbage can. And I remembered the magots. Yes, magots. Lots, and lots, and lots of magots. In the gabage can. Eating what? Dog poop. Yep. Well, I'm the responsible dog owner who actually picks up after her two Golden Retrievers (Sara and Kodi). I pick the poop up in those little poop bags that you can buy at Target. Then I double bag the poop-filled baggies before throwing them in the garbage can. Well, I guess they leak. Hence magotville.

So I hosed out the great green garbage can, trying not to gag. And washed the magots down the gutter. Which is where Mia saw them. "Mom! Why are you killing them! You're not suppose to kill animals! They're cute!" At which point she runs into the garage, grabs an old plastic fish bowl and starts collecting magots. Then Emma comes out. "They look like little caterpillars!" Nice. So we have about 10 magots, in a plastic fish bowl, with a duct tape/screen improved lid, sitting by the driveway.