Morning! What's up?
Tonight is Wooz's second-to-last art class for this session. I think after we drop her off, I'll take DS to the park for some one-on-one. Once I get the kids in bed, I have to get all of our stuff together for swim practice tomorrow.
I think we might skip the neighborhood pool party. The kids have swim at 3:30 on Sunday, and then we were planning to head to the Whitewater Center, because they do fireworks at dusk. Pool party is scheduled for Sunday, so something will have to give.
Speaking of dusk, DS did NOT want to put his pajamas on last night. "But it's daytime!" he said. I could not persuade him that even though it wasn't that dark, it was still bedtime.
In Luke-and-Leia twins news, there is a new twist. Yesterday, Mr. Heff's manager was asking him and one of his coworkers a bunch of questions about Trainwreck's timeline: how long he had known the GF, whether she was pregnant when they met, etc. From what they gathered, it seems that Trainwreck's paternity leave may be based on him either implying or outright stating that he is the twins' father, which he is not. (Which, we wondered about the logistics of taking paternity leave in his case, in which he is not the babies' father, has no legal relationship with their mother, etc.) Apparently something tingled Manager's spider sense, and she started digging. We'll see how this plays out.