Exile #4 (on hearing that this hug had taken place while she was busy with something else):I'm a little scared of the bear - even though it's not real.
It is real - it's a real bear...wearing pants.
At the Five Rivers Fall Festival this afternoon, we enjoyed a quick walk round, the girls went to a puppet show while we chatted to some neighbours, E5N1 hugged a bear, the girls did the insect safari - neither of them caught this but it was wandering around on the table looking ominously at what everyone else caught.
Actually it's Five Rivers where we had a sunset walk after I got home from work. I say work, in fact we spent the afternoon at a company picnic which meant rather good hot food followed by too many desserts made good with a 2+ hour volleyball session to burn off some of the excess calories.
I don't remember wanting to be a train driver when I grew up, although I certainly loved trains. I still would travel by train rather than many other ways given the choice. I don't think I ever wanted to work in engineering or live in America either, although my Dad would probably mention that I showed interest in the idea of management when he told me it was 'getting work done through other people' and that I also had a desire to share my technical knowledge about the art of programming computers fairly early in life. So maybe my future was all mapped out long ago.
Exile #4 seems to have trouble reading digital clocks when the show fives and twos - admittedly a traditional seven element display hardly excels at these - although it does better with them than with '4' in my opinion. That all has something to do with the post title.
Our weekend went something like this: two of Exile #3's friends came over, I bought some new shoes, we played Beatles Rock Band, we talked like pirates, we went swimming, E5N1 played with a parsnip in the water table, I led the discussion in our gathering and wrote about it for the church blog, we got the kids into bed twice - except in E5N1's case when it took about seven times last night, but only once tonight. We've just had a snack and now we need to call it a day.
Did you hear about the pirates who went to Alpha Centauri?
They spent four and a half years at c!
Late this morning we dropped Exile #4 off at a friend's apartment in a brand new apartment complex and the rest of us went to get lunch and then headed up to the Waterford Tugboat Roundup. It's a fun event, kind of British in its haphazardness.
