When I got breakfast today, Lydia asked me to look in the bread bag. I did, and I found “moldy” bread that she created (with marker I think)as an April fools joke. What a sweet silly girl!
Here is a picture of Lydia doing her harp practice. This week, Lily has really gotten the kids on a schedule, and things are going like clockwork. I’m amazing at both Lily and Lydia and Mary for being so productive during this Covid time. When I come up stairs from work, I’m often finding both Lily and the children anxiously engaged in something productive. Great going! Harp is not Lydia’s favorite thing, but she’s determined to keep it up:
I took a much easier day than usual because of the intensity of yesterday. That allowed me to keep an eye on the kids while Lily took Georgia to a doctor appointment. After my work, and after dinner, we decided to all have s’mores at the firepit outside. It was a bit of an unintended April fools day joke. Even though I turned on the gas to the pit just days ago, it wasn’t working tonight. Clarissa keeps playing with the key to turn the gas on, so we wondered if she put a pebble in the shaft where the key goes, because the problem was that the key would not catch the square bolt to turn on the gas. I even used a vacuum to try to suck anything out of the shaft that might be in there. After twenty minutes of trying we gave up. It was a bit cold and windy anyway. We went inside, and had a really fun time eating s’mores made over the stove so it all worked out. We even made a s’more with butterscotch chips for Georgia.
Before signing off, I just need to share something that someone from my work posted about the best April fools joke ever played on him:
One April 1st, my partner convinced me that she had unilaterally adopted a big, wild dog on a whim. I came home from work to find a very large and very wild dog sitting on my couch in our small apartment. Initially I was pretty mad – we hadn’t even discussed it. After a few hours, I came to terms with it. After a long discussion, my partner convinced me that it needed us and that we had to “save it”. It was a stressful few hours, but finally she had me convinced it was the right thing to do. Later that evening, I was accepting things and I had just started to get friendly with the dog. Suddenly, I was surprised by a knock on the door. When I opened it, my partner said “April Fools”, and I was greeted by a neighbor who couldn’t help but laugh at the confused look on my face. She had come to collect her dog.