My Friday

Finley woke up around 6:20 or so. I got up and let Kristen sleep. (We've been horrible this week about going to bed at a decent hour and we both need to do some serious catch-up.) Fortunately, Finley got very interested in Teletubbies. (I know, I know, it's a weird show, but at 6:30, it's a God-send for a really sleepy dad.)

Jonah got up at 7. Both of the kids were pretty laid back this morning, so I pretty much laid around. I might have dozed a time or two. Maybe...

Woke Kristen up at 8 and took over the bed. She started getting ready while I slept like a rock for about an hour. Krist woke me up at 9 because she needed to leave for work. The kids and I hung around until almost noon, when Kristen came back home. I changed clothes and we headed into town to pick up my paycheck and grab some lunch. We get the check and head to the bank when I realize that our car is about to run out of gas. (Krist says she got the "refuel" light just today, which usually means we've got some time, but the light lied.)

The car died right in the middle of Chestnut. The kids thought it was hilarious. I did not. Krist jumped in the driver's seat, I got behind the car and waited for oncoming traffic to clear so I could hurriedly push the car into the parking lot of a local Assembly of God church. (See, Assembly of God churches are good for something...)

I called my pal David, who was about to make a horribly unwise purchase at Best Buy. I asked him if he could help us out and gladly obliged. He picked us up and ran us home so the family could get inside and I could get a gas can. David and I went to the gas station. I fueld up the car, went to the bank, then stopped by Del Rio for some takeout.

When I got home, Finley was already asleep, so Krist, Jonah and I ate a late lunch while I surfed a blog or two. Pretty soon, Jonah wanted to play outside, so we headed out with lightsabers in hand (TOY lightsabers.) However, Jonah wasn't feeling the Star Wars, so instead he and I spent fifteen minutes pulling twigs and branches off a very small, very dead tree in our backyard. (I'll eventually cut it down, but he and I pretended it was an evil Star Wars creature with deadly tentacles that we had to rip off to protect the other Jedis.)

The mosquitos eventually became a factor, so Jonah and I came in for a little Gamecube before catching his current favorite cartoon, WordGirl. Kristen slept while I threw some cookies in the oven, blogged and Jonah watched TV.

Went in to wake up Krist. We decided to let Finley sleep a bit more while I laid down. Once I persuaded Kristen to get up and tend the children while I took A MUCH DESERVED break. She finally got up with the intent of getting the aforementioned cookies out of the oven. At least, I think they were cookies...they were very very black.

I slept for about an hour, then struggled for twenty minutes to get up. Finally got up around 5 to the sound of my family laughing. Apparently, the video gaming was still happening, with Jonah and Kristen desperately trying to manipulate Mario to defeat some otherworldy goon. Romack and his wife called to say they would run by to pick up a key so that Justin could go load up some gear at the church.

Justin and Angela stayed for a bit being very friendly a politely accommodating our 2 very wild children. After the Romacks left, we bathed the kids and got them ready for bed. Sometime in between the bathing and the brushing of Finley's teeth, I hear a loud WHUMP-FLAP-WHOA in the living room. I go dashing into the living room to find Kristen laying on the floor looking bewildered. Apparently, the cell was ringing and Kristen jumped up to get it and slipped on a CD case on our kitchen floor. (That's how we roll around here - music everywhere...) When the dust cleared and it was confirmed that Kristen was okay, we all had quite a nice laugh over it.

Got the kids in bed....