April 2020 Part II

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Coronavirus shut-in continued. Kids got better at doing schoolwork at home, in terms of how to do things they need to do. But definitely not in terms of focusing on them and getting them done. I still bet they’re better than the majority of kids out there, but they annoy the living fuck out of me. Not much changed.

We had a stretch of nice weather. We were able to actually use our fire pit once or twice, and toast some marshmallows and cook some li’l smokies.

We participated in the Washington Camp In — park rangers got together with a bunch of volunteers including musical guests and hosted a streaming event with sing-a-longs and dancing and stories and all sorts of whatnot. The kids set up a tent in the family room and we all slept down there. I joined them late, because I Zoomed with the Pope and the Phoenix and drank while shooting the breeze with them. It’s funny — the ability to video chat with both of them at once is no new capability, but for some reason it never occurred to us to have a digital get together before we were all isolated.

The kids also enjoyed the nice weather by getting out their scooter, plasma car, and bicycles. There’s a slight slope on a cul de sac down the street from us, which they dubbed the “big hill”, and we started letting them go down there unattended as long as they promised to stay away from other humans. It gave us a much appreciated break from them (and vice versa I’m sure). Chilkoot asked me to take the training wheels off his bicycle. He of course wasn’t very successful on his first day, but we encouraged him and he made some progress. A while later, while I was still “at work”, KrisDi was out with him and he started making it short distances without a parent’s hand on his bike. If he kept practicing, he’d be doing great, but he really likes sitting on the couch with his iPad, so he hasn’t made much progress. He keeps freaking out and twisting around to check and see if Mom’s or Dad’s hand is on his seat keeping him safe, which of course causes him to crash.

Work on the Playfort continued: The drawbridge now has ropes for lifting and lowering attached to a dowel (this doesn’t work as well as I would like because to bring it up from the inside you have to walk all the way to the back of the fort and maybe pull a little more; to put it down from inside, you have to sort of hold the rope and let it slide through your hand until the handle gets to you; from outside, to close it, the handle hits the floor and then you have to feed the rope in through the holes manually). The trap door got a neat little pocket handle that goes flush when not in use and a rope ladder that nobody can successfully climb (Chilkat almost made it once). KrisDi (with a tiny bit of help from the kids) painted the panels between the studs on the inside with colors specified by the kids.

Miss K is now Mrs. K. She was supposed to get married in Hawaii, and we were supposed to be there (on our way home from Guam), but obviously that didn’t happen. They decided to have the wedding in a park out here (social distancing to some extent, with masks and everything), and someone opened a Zoom meeting so we (and another friend) could “attend”. It was cute. Wish we could have been there for real. If we had known ahead of time, we might have been able to sit in our car near the park or something. Anyway, we had fun taking wedding photos “with” the bride.

Random stuff:

  • KrisDi weeded, tilled, and planted some stuff in our garden. Hopefully we’ll have some tomatoes and peppers and arugula in a few months.
  • As mentioned in a previous post, KrisDi dyed the kids’ hair purple (Chilkat, Chilkoot).
  • A robin, now named Skylar, built a nest in the bush right outside our window. We can see her in it sometimes, if we approach the window slowly and don’t scare her.
  • Movie night — kids made us snacks and tickets and we watched a movie in our room.
  • Chilkoot signed up for some online ukulele lessons, which was going fine. Since then, he’s mostly lost interest.
  • Chilkoot continued dressing as his sister, or “mini Chilkat” or something.
  • I don’t know what the story behind this crazy hat is.
  • I finished a bottle of something…not a single recognizable character on there. I thought it was sake, and drank it like it was about 20% abv, but I think it was shochu, because it hit me like it was about 40%.

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Y’all are having a lot more fun than I am. I’m glad someone is! The playfort turned out amazingly well. Would the kids be able to operate … I can’t think what they’re called … they’re kind of T-shaped things stuck to a wall that you wind cord around in a figure-eight to keep it from dropping curtains (or sail lines)? That might keep the cords out of the way?

Make sure you all take time to listen to the robin singing. They have really lovely songs (possibly less often now that she’s nested, but still should occasionally). As much as I hate the darned robin that kept trying to commit suicide on my window, no matter what I covered it with, I do miss his song.

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