We've settled into something of a pattern in our temporary house. We are house sitting for our friends the Allen's while they are in Hawaii until we leave for Texas (whenever that is, I have to be there by the 27th but Cait is thinking about waiting). We're really grateful for all our friends that have let us stay in their homes this summer. Pretty much we hang out around the house, play in the back yard and take turns going to yoga. I have been doing my free lance writing and doing some prep work for divinity school, for which I am quite excited. I forgot how much fun it is to put all your classes on a clear calendar.
Swimming lessons for the kids this morning and every morning through Thursday. Cait isn't a big fan of how slow they bring the kids along here in the city rec program, but I remind her that this is Wisconsin, not South Carolina. You don't grow up with every other neighbor having a pool here. The kids had a mostly positive experience I think. Lulah clung to Cait for her first few lessons, but did a lot better with me and really enjoyed trying to swim on her tummy and Atticus really liked his teachers, even if getting him to put his head under the water is worse than pulling teeth. Or at least almost as bad as pulling teeth.
Atticus got video game time for good swimming behavior.
Cait went to her pottery class in the afternoon and I took the kids to a little concert at Sequoya Library, which we are very happy to live close to.
Who knows. Cait says she took the kids to swimming lessons, Target, the Farmer's Market, Metcalf's and the park alone. I have no recollection of this. Take photos if you want credit. Actually, I remember going to yoga, running, a taco place and working. So maybe this happened.
We had corn for lunch. I know, right?
I had a eye doctor appointment, but the walk was a lot longer than I though it was going to be, so I ended up being too late and had to reschedule. So I joined Cait and the kids at the central library, where they were also late to a party celebrating Harry Potter's birthday. That's okay, they love Central Library.
We got dinner at a vegan restaurant on the East Side and then went to a Mallards game.
|This restaurant. Apparently.|
|Atticus was obsessed with this sign, especially the reverse side which was a no smoking sign, but with that cute owl smoking. Mixed messages Green Owl.|
Apparently we were all exhausted already. The food was good.
At the game we sat out in the big grassy area behind left field, but we were too far from home plate for the kids to be interested. We eventually drifted over to the kids area, that had a playground and a sandbox and some bouncy houses ($1 for a few minutes of jumping) where we could also see most of the game. The Mallards lost and then they had to stand for an hour on the field handing out candy (the game had a Halloween theme for some reason) and signing autographs. The kids loved it. We got some Brats and, for some reason, bacon cheeseburgers on a halved glazed donut. Deliciously awful and obviously totally cancels out our vegan dinner.
|The kids love wrestling each other, but obviously, it gets out of hand almost always|
|Victorious Lulah shakes her rear at a fallen Atticus.|
|Rolling down the hill|
|The team had both male and female mascots. Millie digging with Lulah.|
|Millie gets a hug. Neither of the kids wanted to get close to the male mascot.|
|Returning with Trader Joe's spoils.|
Pizza night was a great success, at least to our mind. It was great to have some extra space for guests, as well as a nice porch. We got some new people to come out and had some delicious pizzas. Also, dishwasher!
|I think everyone's face is sufficiently blurry to post this|
|Lulah's best friend Samie.|
Saturday: We went to a beach on Lake Mendota and Samie, one of the childcare teens from FUS and the summer camp I chaperoned, and all around Carroll-Browning best friend joined us. Unfortunately, a rain storm the night before had pulled up a lot of sea weed and left the beach a mess. We still had fun.
No pictures apparently.
Sunday: It was Service Sunday at FUS, which is a chance for FUS members to connect with a bunch of different volunteer opportunities both at FUS and in the broader community. I set up a training run by the folks at the Road Home, which is the traveling homeless shelter I help coordinate volunteers for. I recruited some new chairs for the committee, so this was my last hurrah, which feels nice, although I do feel like I was just kind of getting started. But unfinished business will abound from our time here in Madison, for better or for worse. Cait and Atticus helped prepare signs for FUS to carry at the gay pride parade next weekend, which we will miss as we are heading up to Baraboo and Devil's Lake for a wedding reception.
|Cait's reaction to "Hey you, no naked shoulders at church!"|