And it's dry and listen to me when I complain that lush gardens can not be reasonably had in this heat and this lack of rain. So, we're cutting the garden back in the front and reducing in the back. We're on water restrictions and twice a week watering isn't sufficient. And it's too hot to safely work out there for very long, so what we mostly have is quickly dying kindling. We're working on it, though.
Drats. Some roses are beginning to bloom again, though.
Always look for the good, right?
That takes care of hot, dry gardens. On to kids.
Bobby finished his second week at Meals on Wheels. He seems happy and to be enjoying himself. He's washing and drying dishes, which is independent (and solitary) work, which will give him time to acclimate, get comfortable with the staff, and adjust to the demands of a busy kitchen. If this were a dance card, it would be full. Two days with Meals and Wheels, one at the animal shelter, and one at the adaptive rec center. He's really liking this life he's building.
Lily and Rose get more mom-time, and geek camp continues, focusing more on Lily's interest in astronomy and math. Now that she's discovered the Mental Math, she likes math and is proud of herself when she performs triple digit multiplication in her head. She hesitates when doing it in front of her dad and grandparents but doesn't completely lock up, so we're seeing improvement in functioning. Yes, she's faster when it's just her and me, but she's going out into the world. Doesn't count if she can't do it out there, too.
Lil was too busy to be caught on camera...
Kids down. Yup, not taking this in the order of the title, am I? The kitten has made himself at home, gotten to know the other cats, and taken over the place. We adore him. We're still not sure what to call him, so he gets called a lot of things. Bobby still insists on Nosferatu. Little Dude works well as far as I'm concerned. He has a habit of latching onto your leg or foot and biting what he can get. We'll see if that remains charming.
Shoe eating: also likely to not remain charming.
Lucy accepts him, which is HUGE.
And she let him have her normal spot.
Oh, and I'm now the Abilene family examiner.