Note to self: never make "Family Fun Day" declarations until daily temperaments of the younger folk have been evaluated. Grace and Andy woke up on the wrong side of the palette today. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the string of nights that they have logged sleeping in the basement watching movies until 10pm. At any rate, Family Fun Day was supposed to start with church. Scott's pager had other plans. A couple of hours at the hospital and then take 2, the polo match at King Family Vineyards. I love this tradition. I hate that it starts at 1:30. It's almost as if they don't want screaming rambunctious kids under 5 at these sophisticated events. At any rate, we brought our (screaming and rambunctious) children and a lovely picnic and enjoyed 1 hour and 47 minutes of polo fun. It really was fun once we convinced the kids that we were having fun. The family on the blanket next to us brought their own (screaming and rambunctious) children and it didn't take long before everyone agreed to be new best friends in the "you try my juice box and I'll try yours" kind ofway. Kids need to try each other's juice like dogs need to sniff each other's...anyway.... naps were skipped but fun was had...Family Fun Day came to a glorious conclusion when Andy literally fell asleep in the hallway outside of his bedroom after brushing his teeth. Success.
Stomping the divets...or jumping on them. Whatever works.
