We forgot to bring something to school for Chilkoot’s “show and share,” so Chilkoot successfully improvised.
We dropped the kids off at school and day care so we could once again go to Sourfest at Brouwers. It was fun. And delicious. But no Cantillon. I think we were especially impressed with some Trinity beers.
We visited my mom, and using an Amazon cardboard box, the salvaged motor from Chilkoot’s deceased vacuum, a battery I actually paid for, and various sundries, we made a terrible little car that could almost move by itself (except that the battery weights 1400 pounds). We’ve made one or two upgrades since then, but it’s still not quite self-powered.
We of course celebrated Mothers Day. The kids made their mom breakfast in bed (meaning, I made it). I think it turned out OK, but ask KrisDi. She also got mimosas, which might have sweetened her impression a little.
Chilkat decided to make her mom a 3D paper dalmatian (in honor of Molly), and she had grand plans and no concept of how to achieve them. I actually had a lot of fun helping her out with realizing her vision. She started out by drawing on paper and cutting parts out — two sheets of paper for head, two circles for body, four tiny little rectangles for legs, a tiny squiggle for a tail… I’m not sure why, but she cut the ears out of the two head parts and made me cover the holes with paper towels and then tape the cut-out ears on so they could flap around. Anyway, the head was about 1000x too large to match anything else. I started to wrap the head-pieces around into a cylinder, and she was like, “Yeah, that’s good! But how do we make it round the other way?” Clearly not understanding that you can easily fold or wrap sheets of paper into a head-like shape. After the head was built (which required a third sheet to make it so the ears were actually opposing instead of on the back of the head), Chilkat realized that everything else was too tiny — I convinced her to use an Amazon cardboard box as a body, she made new legs, we worked out a scheme so the tongue could move in and out. I’m excited to help her actually improvise and build things.
The next day, Mom took care of the kids while KrisDi and I had a grownup day, going out with P-Dubs and his girlfriend again for food and beer and general walking around downtown without children. It was nice.
The next day we took Mom and the kids to the Zoo, which Mom has been subtly hinting that she wanted to do. Then, we took Mom to her very first professional baseball game! This was a day game, so we took the kids, too. It was fun.
Chilkat set up a play date with L, one of her classmates. Apparently she has set up more than one with more than one other child, but this was the first time the other child talked to her parent and got them to call us to set it up. So, we met them at a park, played, and ate tacos. Since then, we met them at another park and hosted them at our house. They seem like nice people.
KrisDi ordered a new piece of furniture for our front entry to try to slightly reduce the chaos we have there. I expect no one but me to be excited about it, but Chilkat decided to craft a boat out of its box, and an ocean out of the styrofoam packing material, which I thought was awesome.
I have earned a reputation at work as the beer guide. I took two Japanese guys and a Chicagoan out on brewery tours. It turned out to be a beautiful day, and our first stop unexpectedly gave us the best brewery tour I’ve ever had. Just after we ordered beer, the founder of Hi-Fi came out and started to talk to us, then dragged us into the back where all the brewing occurs and talked us (in detail) through all their brewing process. Interestingly, they heat with a steam boiler (and they attached an antique train whistle to the boiler), and they grind their own malt and built an interesting auger/tube contraption to deliver it directly to the mash tun. We also went to Black Raven, Redhook, Fremont, and Holy Mountain. I think they were exhausted; one of the Japanese guys jokingly said he was done with beer, but would drink whiskey, but when I pointed out that we were literally in the same building as a distillery, he decided he meant he was actually done drinking. The Chicagoan and I dropped them off and then went to Malt and Vine to finish the evening off.
Unusually, we had a fire in the backyard, and cooked smokies and marshmallows and had a good time. I took a bunch of the scrap wood that has been floating around the backyard and started actually getting rid of it, which is nice.