Dad came home at 5pm today for a change. Sometimes it seems like he doesn't even live here. The girls were excited to see him. They ate some home-made pizza that mom cooked. Afterwards, the kids and dad played "tickle party" on the bean bag. During "tickly party" (a name the kids gave the activity) the kids run and jump on dad who then tickles them until they beg him to stop. This gets repeated over and over until dad is tired.
Mom took the girls grocery shopping and to the library. Grandma Evy sent some books on CD and the girls spent time listening to them. Books on tape are a nice way of entertaining the kids. They use their imaginations a lot more than with the TV.
Carolyn's head wound from Monday is healing up nicely. She has been a little concerned about bonking it (mostly becasue dad said she had to be super-duper careful not to bonk the booboo). In fact she bonked it during tickle-party, and we had to stop everything and call out the triage unit to take a look at it before she would let dad tickle her again. Honestly, we never intended to raise a hypochondriac.
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