We had rain off and on for most of the day, but though that did mean that we spent most of our time indoors; it didn’t dampen spirits for any of the kids or teens. That was almost entirely thanks to the Ridge River Fall Festival being just days away now. Our teachers handed out the permission letters today for the school festival day on Friday, and not even our football team’s Friday night win could top that; except maybe among the most die-hard football fans.
Rowen and I had our after-school snack with Mom, Ethan, and Ehlana; got our homework out of the way; and then played with the twins until nearly dinnertime so that Mom could get some work done in the office. When Dad got home, it was time for Rowen to leave, and after seeing her out; Ethan, Ehlana, and I went into the kitchen to help Mom and Dad – two of us Telepathically supervising and entertaining the three-person dinner work crew.
Since it was the main news topic at school, the festival was my top story during dinner. Rowen and I had told Ethan and Ehlana all about it while playing with them in the lounge, though, so I really only passed on the news that Mom and Dad probably hadn’t heard. The downside of having that going on this weekend was that Mom and Dad both needed to work harder between now and Friday so that they’d be able to spend the extra time playing with us at the park. When Uncle Adam and Aunt Leanne came over after dinner, Dad was set free to work in the office while Aunt Leanne watched the twins, and Mom, Uncle Adam, and I went into the living room to get started on our Healing lesson.
We didn’t do it very often, but Mom had us start with reading about our lesson in the archives first. There was a fair bit of technical information that she wanted me to know first, and while I read through the six hundred and seventy-three pages much faster than Uncle Adam could; he only needed to read the sections that Mom had already put together for him; since the whole being a doctor thing meant that he already knew most of the material.
For the main event of our lesson, we had another guest patient. All of the reading had been because we were going to need to keep an eye on a lot of little things that could be thrown out of whack during the healing process – so many that Mom wouldn’t have been able to explain all of what was happening during the lesson. I’m sure that our patient appreciated not having ten or fifty new problems to replace the one ailment that she no longer has to live with anymore.
After our patient left for home, Uncle Adam and Aunt Leanne stayed for a bedtime snack, chat, and story in the office so that Dad could keep working too. Mom nursed Ethan and Ehlana at the same time, and then Uncle Adam and I took them up to their rooms for diaper changes and naps before I went on up to bed too and he went back downstairs to mostly hang out in the office while Mom and Aunt Leanne worked on the family business for a couple of hours – or until Ethan and Ehlana were ready for their next feeding.
I’ve been doing a bit of work too after getting changed and in bed with Mandy; but I don’t want to stay up too late, and there really isn’t anything going on that can’t wait until my usual Tuesday after-school work session tomorrow. I had new emails from Dawn and Violet; and they’re both getting as excited about this weekend as I am. It’s going to be so great to have them here for the weekend. I just wish it could be for more than two days – though probably not as much as Violet and Dillon do!
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I was about to finish this journal entry when the email from Aunt Grace arrived; followed shortly after by one from Mark. Apparently working on the family business in the office isn’t the only thing that Aunt Leanne and Mom have been doing. I’m good with not being in on that still-ongoing conversation, and though Aunt Grace is a bit annoyed; she and Mark are obviously amused too, and it’s made for a really fun way to end the day. The best news is that they do definitely like each other a lot to be making these trips, and considering the future that Ethan, Ehlana, and I see for them; that’s a fairly important development. I love it when a plan comes together – even if I may regret my junior matchmaking efforts.