and, darn it!!!!, I'm the only one who never got to run the cash register!
I loved seeing Mom and Dad and watching Mom in her element. She's got great and always-changing product, lots of friends at other booths, and lots of folk lined up for various jobs. The boys liked working (for a while) and then they liked going back to the hotel with Grandpa and lying around watching movies. I have better photos than these . . . but I'm saving them for something special.
Isaac and Mom and I hit the pool after dinner, but Joshua was so tired, he actually went to bed! With no tv! His birthday party had been the night before. At some point during the party, a couple of the girls established that they'd all need to call their parents and tell them to come later because the movie still had a ways to go and they needed more time to do stuff. In fact, should they just tell them 10? Now, I'm an 8:30-to-bed-girl, so I had a serious talk with Neil about who'd be doing the evening ferrying in the years to come. The party was great, though. I didn't remember that 10-year-olds can go from talking, talking, talking . . . to pushing each other on the hammock -- high and hard. The cusp, I guess. Loved the party. Joshua loved it, too, though he was whooped at the show. He got his swimming in the next morning. And, of course, he did his obligatory nagging of Mom and Dad that they should stay another day. It would be fun. Why? Why? Why?
He was comforted by the idea of spending the rest of the day "shopping til he dropped." I took them to a mall they'd never visited--in Salem, and they were so pumped when they saw the size of it. They got: Uh-Gi-Oh cards, 2 video games, a new episode of "The Comic Zone," a paint-brush with a dagger tip, a batting helmet, and clothes (for Joshua lots of khaki green and for Isaac, oranges and reds).