Of these days, my memory begins to fail. This is what happens when one's husband takes one's camera to the nation's capital, as if anything there could be more interesting! I am very grateful that Mom or Lois' camera was usually handy. On Wednesday, Uncle Rod left for home (photo op!) and Dad and Mom played a mad game of Quiddler. I think this is the day when we spent the afternoon hanging out at Lois'. The kids played, Mom and Lois did crafty sewing stuff for the nursery, and Dana and I worked on our laptaps preparing for Sunday School. I made sure no leftover cheese dip went to waste. I'm pretty sure this is also the day Dana and I dumped my boys on Mom right after supper and went Father's Day shopping all evening. Truly all evening...Meijers is open 24 hours! It was a great deal of fun, and our men were rather spiffily outfitted come Sunday. However, I must note, that of the many pairs of plaid shorts flung upon the breakfast table, Calvin's favorites were the ones I gave Dad. Aaaah!
Thursday...hmm, no idea. I think we spent the day at home. I took the boys briefly to Renita's in the afternoon, and then Thomas and I went to the SE church picnic, which I greatly enjoyed. John went over to Evan's, where I later joined him. Initially, he intended to sleep over, but once I came, he got rather shy. Eventually, two little boys were bawling, one because his cousin wasn't sleeping over and one because he felt so bad he was making his cousin cry. I ended up sleeping on the couch so John would stay. This turned out to be less than successful, with John sneaking down around midnight to make sure I had really stayed. Shortly thereafter a thunderstorm to end all thunderstorms started, keeping my room fully lit for many hours. Then little people started running downstairs...John tried to sleep with me firstand then made so much noise on the leather recliner I made him switch; I finally fell asleep at 5, to wake up at 6 to sneak home so Thomas could jump on me at 6:55. I was SOOOOOOOO tired!


