We did survive...barely
Elsa-show reached another pinnacle, when her mother showed up at nine in the evening, dragging a coughing Elsa behind her, and demanded cough sirup for her ailing daughter- which I do not possess. Why should I, there aren´t young children in the household, and those parents who bring us theirs know very well that with a sick child the corresponding medication has to come along. It works for all other grandchildren, but not for family number three- Elsa had a veritable cough when they left for Christmas visit, but our house apparently must have an all-around service. Now they know it hasn´t. Elsa soon ceased coughing, and all was well again. The next morning DiL 3 was so very stressed about her daughter´s poor health that she did not join her husband meeting friends but stayed at our house with her son for further nuisance. I was not ready to cope with a 180 centimetre Valkyrie and pretended to do some unpostponable e-mail correspondence, while hubby did the cooking. Bad, bad son did not return with Elsa until half past one, missing his family´s mealtime by one and a half hour. DiL and grandson had to lunch alone- the rest of our family is used to eat around two. Then I almost fainted- son told his wife that they had got an invitation for playtime Elsa-Kaari and dinner at his friend, and if they would stay for another night. Please note- he asked his wife only, not those who´d have to host the family one more night. Good that the wife´s mood still hadn´t recovered from the shock of precious daughter having such a late lunch and decided for going home instead of staying. I barely was able to prevent my jig of glee. I need a good night´s sleep- both grandchildren were wrecking havock from 4:45 on again, the usual time for the two to get up- before the next guests will arrive tomorrow.
Elsa´s favourite besides maltreating Barbies is playing hide and seek- all over the house, ignoring who lives in the rooms, neglecting each and every rule I put up. Today she entered the bedroom, just when I was about to leave for the kitchen. When she did not show up after a while her father remembered that he was supposed to be the seeker. He did not find her, I did. She had made herself a den under my work table, with cushions and blankets and all. Now, in the evening, I turned my PC on- it did not work. It took hubby some time to get it running again. Almost all plugs had been loose- no wonder, when granddaughter needed all the room for her camping under the desk, and those plugs were annoying! Who the heck need plugs anyway, when one has Barbies!
Elsa´s favourite besides maltreating Barbies is playing hide and seek- all over the house, ignoring who lives in the rooms, neglecting each and every rule I put up. Today she entered the bedroom, just when I was about to leave for the kitchen. When she did not show up after a while her father remembered that he was supposed to be the seeker. He did not find her, I did. She had made herself a den under my work table, with cushions and blankets and all. Now, in the evening, I turned my PC on- it did not work. It took hubby some time to get it running again. Almost all plugs had been loose- no wonder, when granddaughter needed all the room for her camping under the desk, and those plugs were annoying! Who the heck need plugs anyway, when one has Barbies!