So I'm cooking dinner and enjoying some relative peace this evening. When I'm done, I call the kids to the table and notice that something is amiss. No Eion. Now his failure to respond to the dinner call is generally to be expected since he "hates dinner," but I became a bit troubled when we couldn't find him anywhere, inside or out. One of the girls suggested he might be across the street. A quick phone call confirmed, yes, he was there and apparently had been for quite some time. Not that we noticed.
And then there's Maggie, who met her violin teacher today and came into possession of her new (rented) violin.
Which she has been "playing" all afternoon. No, she hasn't had a lesson yet, she's just free styling. At least now it is after 5pm and happy hour is on.