July 07, 2008

Rainy Day; Grandad’s the Man

Today was rainy and cold. None of us are used to being cold in July, but it was definitely that with highs only in the low 60s and lows in the 50s. This afternoon Jonathan and I went up to the High Street together and made a stop in at M. & Co. to get a few bits of warmer clothes for him and Kayleigh—jackets for each of them, since they had both outgrown theirs from last winter at home, some pairs of long pants for each, and a long-sleeved dress for Kayleigh.

Then we made our way down to the library to return the books we were finished with and get some new ones. We did look for the second Hardy Boys book because Jonathan finally read the first one that Daddy gave him a long time ago, agreed that it was indeed good, and would like to read the next one. If we can’t get them here, he has the set of the first six at home, so they’ll be waiting for him.

After loading ourselves up with more books and waiting for the rain to finish bucketing down, we made our way back towards home but stopped in at the Costa Coffee. We quickly snagged a high bar table by the sidewalk and enjoyed a lovely 45 minutes with our hot chocolate and cappucino, reading our books and watching people run through the rain.

Upon our return, Ann and Irene (both neighbors and both were at the party yesterday) were here, so I had an impromptu harp concert for them. Nearly sent the two of them off to sleep—not sure if that’s a compliment or not!

I was amused to see that Grandad is the man of the moment for Kayleigh. When Jonathan and I set out around 3 p.m., she had Brian firmly in her clutches in the end bedroom playing Kerplunk! with her, and when we returned nearly two hours later, he was still in there with her. I have no idea what all they did other than play games and read books, but they must have spent three hours down there. Then after dinner she saw him out in the back garden and nothing would do except that she join him, so she whisked her shoes on and trotted out there and followed him all around the garden. Then they cuddled up in the end bedroom and read yet more books until it was time for bed. She got Nanny to do her teeth and get her into her nightgown, but after bedtime kisses and cuddles, again Brian was on the spot to read her a couple of bedtime stories. I guess she figured out that he’s the only one who’ll be available to her without hesitation!

Tomorrow Joy, Irene, and I will visit the craft shops (Dale’s probably put a hold on our bank account!), and in the evening Dale & Sam are going to a cricket match in London, while the children and I will go to Chelmsford to see Ben’s flat and his kitty cat Lenny. I need a plan to extract Kayleigh from the flat—specifically the cat—to come back home . . . must start working on that.

Posted by elizabeth at July 7, 2008 05:52 PM
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