the heat and the humidity, we're hiding inside for a while.
"I wanna be like you-ou-ou" is coming from tv and Jordan is dancing up a storm. "Give me the secret of fire, man cub" reminds me, fire building is one of the skills that you will have when you grow up. Your dad is great at the grill, but when it comes to building a real fire in rain or shine, you'll be coming to Mom. I can remember a time that the neighbors wanted to have a block party when we first got married and moved to Monterey. The Coast Guard Guy from down the street pulled out his fire pit with three fire starter logs and announced that he had the fire all taken care of. As he was putting the lighter to the logs I asked him where the rest of the wood was. "This is it. These things burn for hours."
It was three o'clock.
I think your dad handled the delicate nature of the situation (my snorting in laughter might have been a bit of a blow to James's fragile ego) and we roared off in the Jeep to reallocate resources from the neighboring BLM land. Twenty minutes and a talk with one of the Department of the Interior guards later, we came back with a Jeep full of wood and I started a fire that lasted until midnight.
The last few days have been rough on us here at Quilt Camp. Callum started feeling poorly on Thursday night. He hadn't been eating dinner or drinking much and he started getting sick on his mommy's bed late Thursday, early Friday morning. Michelle took him to the new emergency room at Stafford hospital where they transferred him in an ambulance down to Mary Washington. Turns out he's severely dehydrated and had to have IVs overnight. He seems to be doing better, but this is effecting their return travel plans to California.
Tomorrow in Father's Day and I know how important it was for them to be home with Mark. Now it looks as though they'll be staying through the next week. I'm thrilled with the opportunity to spend more time with Michelle, Callum and Katie, but not at Mark's expense. Although we may actually have the time to finish the border on the daisies...hmmm....
Speaking of expense- the tickets came from using miles and on American Airlines. They have been completely uncooperative in changing the time or date of the tickets. Originally 900 for all three; the tickets will be six hundred dollars a piece to change! Whatever happened to the seventy five or hundred dollars to change a ticket?? I know that it's a sign of the economy, but we've tried explaining that this is a medical emergency and they seem to be void of all cooperation or compassion. Air tran has tickets for 150 each that can get them home later in the week. Guess what airline we'll be using??
Katie has been spending her last few days with us and is enjoying her time running after Grace and Eleanor's rampages and chasing after Emily's tail. Jordan is thrilled with chasing after Katie.
More later- your dad is back from the Home Improvement store and we're about to hang the mirror in the bathroom after you guys go down for naps. Big hugs, Mom.
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