Pond Time

Lucia woke up at an ungodly hour because she had a bloody nose and had bled all over her pillow, bed, and blankets. It looked like a crime scene from one of the grisly books she's been reading. Good thing we have water again because we had a big load of laundry to start the day.

We finally turned our attention to the pond today. We blew up the floats, and Andrew untangled the floating dock from the ropes that had coiled around the buoys. Tomorrow we'll put up the rope across the pond. The kids floated on their rafts for a while today, having races. They did not actually get off their rafts to swim, so it will be a different kind of pond-time this year, it seems.

Lucia did a lot of 3D drawing today. Greta read a lot. We all did Duolingo, and the girls did their math. We ran a mile--the girls actually did a mile and a half--and then swam in our cousin's pool. The kids claim to be embarassed by my neon-orange running outfit--especially because I take on a hyper-enthusiastic, winking RUNNER persona as soon as I put it on--but they've also succumbed to my blackmail that if they keep running I'll get them their own garish running outfit at Walmart this weekend. They're not sure what color they'll choose; maybe I'll add neon-yellow to my own running wardrobe. We find our fun in strange places up here.

There were quite a few ticks today (nothing embedded; just crawling around and easy to flick into the grass) but no other WILDLIFE. 

We had hot dogs for dinner. Lucia had some kind of weird allergic reaction after dinner--coughing and wheezing and itchy face--which was either from the fruit she ate (pluots and peaches) or from the flowers she was holding against her face when she and Greta were taking pictures of each other by the road.