Before I tell you about our weekend I want to apologize for leaving you hanging but my internet provider had some problems and I was without internet for most of last week. In a way it was really nice but that’s another story for another day.
My son had some excavation and repairs happening at his house this week and needed to get some prep work done over the weekend which meant I got to spend two days with the youngest grandchildren. I’ve seen pictures of the mess left behind at their house and know I got the better deal.
The weather was lovely so we were able to spend much of the day time hours outside.
We had two visits from neighbors pets. This girl above and later two more large dogs who spotted the children playing and ignored their owner to come say hello. I have to laugh at the neighbor with the dogs that ignore her and come visit. She is trying to teach them to stay in their yard with a shock collar when she can be outside with them but it’s obviously not working.
We planted some seeds in the garden, carrots and leeks. I’ll probably have to separate a few Little Guy dumped in one spot but for his first year planting seeds he’s enjoying it so a bit of work on my part later is no big deal.
The neighbor kids also spotted us and came to play with my grandchildren which my granddaughter seemed to enjoy more than her brother.
Indoors we played board games and read lots of books. The kids also spend a lot of time playing with the toy kitchen I got for free even making up menus for me to order from.
Arriving Saturday my granddaughter informed me two of her stuffies (short for stuffed animals) had birthdays the next day and wanted to have a birthday party for them. She does this with her mother as well. It’s a combination of her enjoying celebrations and wanting to bake. So bake we did.
Little Guy has an obsession with blankets and used this one to pretend he was sleeping, play peek-a-boo, pretend he was a turtle and even a caterpillar among a few other things.
Sunday morning was probably the hardest part of the weekend. We woke to find the power had been out for several hours. The children woke at 7:30 am to a chilly house, it had dropped down into the low thirties during the night. It was cold but I didn’t put it together, for quite some time, two hours to be exact).
One of the challenges I have with my disability is my body regulating temperature. Sleep is important to how my body works. So when I was woken so early (I’m the night owl who normally wakes around 10 each morning) I just figured I was tired and therefore felt cold.
We snuggled for a bit and talked about the day ahead before getting up. The children got dressed, brushed teeth and all that good stuff then wanted to read for a while before fixing breakfast.
Two hours after waking the children were ready for breakfast. I’m not a breakfast eater so when the kids are here we cook a big breakfast. No cold cereal or Pop Tarts for them. My plan was to scramble some eggs, give them a side of blueberries and a muffin (which we would bake together).
We started with the muffins. Little Guy poured the ingredients into the mixing bowl and his sister mixed it well. While she was stirring the batter he helped me fill the muffin pans with liners. While he was doing this I turned the oven on.
Having an electric oven means a little red light goes on when the oven is heating but supervising the children I never took notice that the light didn’t come on. We filled the muffin pan and placed them inside the oven. I noticed that the oven wasn’t warm yet but I had forgotten to preheat the oven until we were almost ready to put the muffins in so again nothing registered in my sleep-deprived mind.
The sun wasn’t hitting the living room yet so I headed in to turn on the overhead light so the children could see better to play while I finished breakfast.
That’s when I realized the power was out! The muffins were in the oven but no baking was going to happen.
There was a mad search through the kitchen for appropriate breakfast food which ended with my offering them a peanut butter sandwich and thawed blueberries. Thankfully they were good about the change in the menu.
We headed outside to sit in the sun and found the neighbors all outside as well because their video games wouldn’t work without power. When one heard my grandchildren had to settle for peanut butter sandwiches she offered the little ones pop tarts, which they refused much to my relief. The last thing I would have wanted would be to have them all sugared up.
When the electric had been restored we baked the muffins and then spent the rest of the day outside.
My son and his wife couldn’t believe it took me two hours to figure out the electric was out. I was just glad the kids never got used to television or other electronics at my home because it made the situation easy to contend with.