Now that their meager school schedules are suspended, my job is to keep the kids from going crazy, keep them active and off TV, and keep out of the house so it doesn’t get totally destroyed by noon.
I look forward to getting my mom’s bike out of the shop so I can bike the kids. We’ve been bus-riding exclusively and frankly, it’s a lot slower going.
Our township derives its name from the Chehalis word “Ho-qui-upmpts”. P.S. don’t pronounce it Ho-kwim like even Wikipedia does, dammit! Ho-kwee-im, accent on the first syllable.
A beautiful summer day for railroad walking. What you can’t see is that a few feet down the tracks we decided to cross a trestle. The trestle-crossing ended up being terrifying for me as I only had one free hand so the littlest kid was in the middle and I had to rely on the bigger kid not falling through the large gaps. I was pretty damned terrified.