Weekend: Over/Under, and Down

I seriously overestimated my ability to deal with four children under the age of 5 all by myself. Bella did step in at crucial moments. Such as when I broke a glass on my patio. She also took the three older ones for an hour at “rest” time. God bless her.

I also overestimated the attraction of a kiddie pool. I figured hot day + cold water = kid magnet.

Not so much.

Bun absolutely refused to go in at all (she had woken at 6 a.m. that morning, and was disinclined to be cooperative pretty much for the rest of the day).

I completely underestimated the desire of children to be outside on a hot, beautiful day, especially with the promise of a kiddie pool.

As a matter of fact, my nephew complained that the water was too cold. What?? Too cold? He asked me to “make it super hot.” Dude, it’s 90 degrees outside. I did add two buckets of hot water, as much as to appease Nephew, as see if the temperature was bugging Bun. And it still wasn’t much of a go.

Also, I overestimated the size of the pool. I thought it was easily big enough to accommodate four kids. I was wrong.

Anyway, some pics:

Nephew “taking a break” from the pool. Just before telling me it was too cold.

Empty Pool, One Niece.

Kids in Pool! Success!

Well, almost. Bun, not in pool.

Dress-up: Witch and Pumpkin (note to rpm: please think about getting a few boy dress up clothes.)

Dress-up: Dancer, Dancing.

The “Down” part of the title references DearDR’s Sunday activity, namely cutting down the half-dead tree in our yard. It took two almost-40-year-olds and two teenage boys about eight hours. No blood was shed. I don’t think anyone even got seriously bruised.

However, I cannot speak for the other almost-40, but DearDR could barely move today.

I hope some of these pictures give you a sense of scale. Suffice to say: Not a small tree. But my man had a plan, everyone followed the plan, and they took their time. And drank roughly 20 to 25 pitchers of water. And probably a couple of beers (for the almost-40s).

12:30 p.m.: All of Tree.

1 p.m.: Starting Small.

3 p.m.: Less Tree.

Pretty!

4:30 p.m.: All Dead Tree.

Yeah, that’s my man. He’s got tools, and he’s not afraid to use them.

6:30 p.m.: Short Tree!

7:30 p.m.: One, Two, Three.

7:32 p.m. Tree Down.

Now we just have to tear out that box and level the ground a little, plant some grass, and walla! Backyard.

Countdown to Girlie Weekend: 36 hours

4 thoughts on “Weekend: Over/Under, and Down

  1. Just when I started to enjoy sitting out in the yard doing nothing while the Toddler played in her pool, she decided she doesn’t like it anymore. GRR!

    That was one hella big tree. Yikes. I’m impressed that no blood was shed through the course of its destruction.

  2. That tree was quite the undertaking. Your husband can come to our place – we had a monstrous branch nearly the size of that tree break off and is now hanging there waiting to kill someone. It scares me.

    Sorry your pool didn’t work out. Drat. Those things are great when they work as planned.

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