Poor Tate! Cat bought a new bed for her use while here, intending to give it to Tate for his "Big Boy Bed". He is brave and not afraid of anything, so he was determined to climb on that BIG bed. After watching what he went through (we were laughing pretty hard) Cat decided to return the bed. By that time, Andy had tried it out and now I have to buy the bed! Back to the store, Cat!
After church and one of Joe's Sunday breakfasts (homemade waffles...mmmm) we all had the same idea....DO NOTHING! What a great Sunday concept! The boys adjourned to their rooms and computers for an afternoon of gaming, Catie went off to play with a girlfriend and Joe went to the pool.
Now some would think he was working as he began his pool cleaning process. We know different. He loves that ritual. Every night after work, get the hose, fool with the filter, vac the pool. Then the final moment...sit on the deck and fall asleep to the sound of the water. The miracle is that nobody bothers him! He can disappear out there and no kid will come close because they might have to work.
Cat, Tate, Catie and Mike O went off to the DAM Festival again for a bit while I fooled around organizing my scrapbook stuff. Then I decided the floor should be scrubbed in the basement. Now with my health issues, I cannot do it, so Michael was elected. Since he didn't get up for church he was already in the doghouse, so he didn't even argue. However he did show me a novel way to scrub the floor....
SITTING ON A CHAIR!
