I have been a rather fabulous mother this past week, I have to say. Before you splutter at my arrogance, let's remind ourselves that this is by my standards. I'm the one whose modus operendi is usually "If you ignore them for long enough they'll go off and entertain themselves." (It works a lot of the time too.) We were at the beach yesterday, Navy Pier the Day before, the Field Museum on Monday, swimming and golfing on Friday - usually with at least one other child in tow. Not quite sure what brought on this fit of maternal joie de vivre and it took the kids by surprise too. Could be the impending end of summer, which usually sees me spiralling down into a fit of SAD, or whatever that light definiciency syndrome is called. You have to experience a Chicago winter to really appreciate what I mean.
Anyway, glutton for punishment that I seem to be, I'm off to Colorado on Sunday with the kids. The Ball & Chain claims he has to stay behind and work although I know it's because he wants some peace and quiet! He is actually joining us the following Thursday for the Labour (I mean Labor) Day weekend.
Up in Colorado, (Copper Mountain, to be exact) there's lots to do in the summer, and the entire weekend is one giant rodeo. Having been brought up in the American south west, the B&C cringes at the calf roping, bull riding and all that stuff, but the kids and I love it. When in England they become quite English, eating fish and chips, salt 'n vinegar crisps and drinking Robinson's juice. Similarly, when near cowboys, they re-discover their yee-haw roots and start saying y'all. Well not quite. (Their grandad and his ancestors were real cowboys. There's also one outlaw in the family that ran with the Dalton Gang and was a founder member of the Wild Bunch, but that'a another story.)
I won't have access to a computer until the B&C shows up, and even then it will depend on which neighbour's wireless signal we can hook onto. When we get back I must stop all this merriment with the kids - they might start thinking I actually like them or something!