TENNIS, ANYONE? Between episodes of morning mist, we hit the tennis court at Discovery Park. There, we spent at least a half hour giving the kids a chance to work on their tennis stroke. This was only the second time we've played tennis, and they were MUCH improved over the first outing - especially CJ who hit it back over the net about half the time. Annabelle had a bit more trouble, but she tried hard.
After tennis, we broke out the soccer ball and used the south end of the two courts as our soccer "field." Today it was boys v. girls, and we battled to a 3-3 tie. From there, we headed over to the park's playground, where the kids had the zipline and the tire swing to themselves.
Back at home, we hit the math books and did some multiplication. YOU'VE GOT MAIL: This afternoon I asked CJ if he's ever checked his email since establishing an account darn near a month ago. The answer was 'no.' He's really only been using his email address so that he has something to enter on game sites where they require you to enter an address.
And so, I walked him through the process of signing into his email account, opening his inbox and checking his messages. Lo and behold, amidst a fair amount of spam, he had two bona fide emails from Nonnie! From weeks ago. :0
So CJ set about answering them. ...
Apparently answering email is hard work. ;)
But he managed to type a couple of sentences without too much trouble.
CAR TROUBLE, OH YEAH: This afternoon Christian replaced my squealing/screaming back brake shoes. When Christian got the tire off and had the brakes disassembled, I went in the house to get the kids. I wanted them to see what the brakes looked like and learn a bit about how they worked.
Christian explained the mechanism to them, and we talked about friction. 
After he got the new brakes on, Christian took, the Honda on a test drive - to the community center to pick Bee up from ballet. Turns out the brakes were the least of our troubles, for you see, when they got in the car to come home, no dice. It wouldn't start. Just like it wouldn't start for me on a pre-Super Bowl run to the store yesterday.
We suspect it's the starter and have a replacement on order. Hopefully that will be an easy repair. I can't be too mad at the Honda, since "she" is sportin' over 222,000 miles on her odometer.
The upside of the auto drama is I spent the evening singing a favorite song from the '80s.
ohhhh how I hate it when a car won't start.
ReplyDeleteSeeing Bee with her tongue out reminded me that it has been found that chimps stick their tongues out when they don't want to be disturbed and other chimps recognize the signal. At the time I learned that I had just seen a photo of MJ driving to the basket with his tongue out, way out, (which he always did) and defenders falling away. !!!!