Kid Swap

Today I took Robert McGee and Freckles to Volente Beach as a reward for good behavior during our time together this summer. Their mom, Social Worker Sister-in-Law ("SWSIL") took the day off and kept Thumper all day so that we wouldn't have to stop the fun for baby feedings and baby naps and baby diapers. Thumper had a fabulous time; he didn't stop talking about it from the time I picked him up to the time I put him to bed. In fact he's probably still in there talking about it. Of course, I still don't know what all they did, because I can't understand a word he's saying.

Volente Beach was a fabulous time, too. I should tell you about it, about how I got sunburned despite copious coatings of sunblock. About how Robert McGee and I almost went right over the top on the Sidewinder! Twice! About how Freckles bathing suit was full of sand and how she almost lost her brand new Kit Kittredge t-shirt, but didn't. And how Texas Twister was closed, probably because somebody got stuck in the middle, or maybe got their head chopped off, or ran into a giant spider, or maybe just kept spinning and spinning and spinning and spinning...

I should tell you how Aerie's out of town working, and how as soon as we pulled into the garage, Thumper asked, "Mama?" And when we came in, he looked out the back door and asked, "Mama?" And how he grinned when he heard her voice on the phone when she called to kiss him goodnight. I should tell you about all of it, but now that the boy's in bed, I've got to shower all the sand and lake water off me, and I've got copy to write, and a bagful of dirty diapers and leftover Thumper food to unpack, and a kitchen floorful of pots, pans, and Tupperware to put away that Thumper played with this morning while I packed his bags, and a breakfast to pack for him to eat while we get our oil changed tomorrow, and a zzzzzzzzzzzz.....