Seven o'clock AM (Eastern Standard Time) I was woken up by two excited girls claiming that they'd been waiting all morning until it was late enough to wake me up... and yes, I believed them. From personal experience they wake up at Six AM like clockwork, we'll see if that's changed. From there on the day became less predictable. We started out by having a little experiment. I made them oatmeal - a dangerous food to experiment with if you've ever tried - and we saw if we could figure out the proper ratio of water to oats. Madalyn, the oldest, thankfully knew all the ingredients if not their specific ratios. We were met with success and both the girls ate and enjoyed their breakfast.
As the plan is for me to drive the girls around in my Aunt and Uncle's old Jeep, they thought it would be good for me to drive it around one day with my Aunt present in order to acclimate me with the surroundings. The plan was sadly spoiled however by our discovery that the battery was completely dead... not an ounce of life in the poor red Jeep. So instead I had the privilege of driving the mom van for the day. First, we headed to art camp - my Aunt and I - to drop the girls off. Without too much of a problem we get them situated in the new environment and went to the grocery store. We arrived home earlier than expected and ran into the cleaning lady, a second grandmother to the girls, Normandy. Pleasant yet straight-forward, I enjoyed even the few minutes in her company (as well as her husband's) before we headed out again for lunch. The philly cheese steak I ordered was superb though I did admit to my Aunt that I might have been a bit confused about my location. We stowed our purses and shoes afterwards and went for a pleasant walk along the beach; the weather in Florida was gorgeous today.
After retrieving the girls from art camp we returned home for a brief period then headed out yet again, this time to Brynn's piano lesson. Besides being questioned as a wife, mother, and aunt of Madalyn during our time waiting, everything went smoothly. Once again it was back to the bat cave afterwards. The girls and I played a very animated game of Barbie; correction: I played, they stared with amusement and wonder. We ate a healthy dinner and headed out, for the last time of the day, to swim team practice. The girls seemed to have fun while swimming but it was soon over and I got them showered and home. It was then that we addressed the issue of Madalyn's itchy head; we had all been dreading this because of her nasty case of lice no more than a month ago. After Uncle Pat went through her hair meticulously he discovered the bedding bugs within her scalp and so began the process of ridding the house of them. Between washing sheets and pillows, vacuuming carpets, and applying a lotion to kill the lice on the girls, we had our work cut out for us. Though it was tiring we finished eventually.
The night ended with the three of us: Aunt Tina, Uncle Pat, and I, discussing the plan's for the next day. When the dead battery of the Jeep was brought up they reassured me that it would be fine. I told them I wasn't too worried but Pat just said that he hoped it wasn't a mouse that had chewed through the battery cable. I learned that they had had issues with mice earlier and had gotten rid of them. I just sighed with a smile... all part of the crazy day. I must say however, I've had enough exposure to lice and mice to last me a lifetime.
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