Congratulations Aunt Deborah and Uncle Nick – you’re pregnant!
The good news, besides the obvious, is that you won’t get teased about bringing home extra honeymoon souvenirs.
The bad is that you probably will get ongoing jokes and speculation about whether your first child was the result of some extra celebrating after Rob and Trish’s wedding.
I should mention that there are only a few of us in the loop on this news right now. Aunt Deborah suspected that she was pregnant, and stopped by our house on her way to work to get confirmation from Mom. The joke of the day is that she was trying to save the cost of an early pregnancy test kit. Anyway, yes, Uncle Adam could have done that check too, and did later, but Mom does have a perspective on these things that Uncle Adam never will. Somehow, I don’t see Ethan, Ehlana, or I getting asked to confirm Magi pregnancies anytime soon either. I will guess that Aunt Deborah will get invited to regular Magi Healing lessons with us for the next eight and a half months or so.
Let’s move on to the regular events of the day.
Tai Chi for one in Rowen’s back yard was accompanied by a pair of second-floor hecklers who were very creative, but unsuccessful in their attempts to distract me from practicing my forms. Breakfast for six was slightly more controlled, though Patrick and Scott are a bit scary when they’re having meals together. I still think there’s a chance that Rowen’s brother and his best friend will cross over before we do – they certainly are showing all of the danger signs that we see with the guys in our grade. Rowen and I helped out with the cleanup, which turned out to be a bit of a problem when we had to deal with getting ready while fending off the antics of two boys with nothing else to do but bug us until we were all ready to go. Rowen’s Mom was doing the riding lesson transportation today, so we all went in their van to the store; the boys were dropped off there; and then we drove out to the Ridge River Ranch. By then, I think Patricia would have rather stayed and gone riding with us instead of going back to the store, but she didn’t do that. This week, Pamela was busy with something else, and we got to have Christie and Cody Carter for our trail ride leaders. Half the girls in town go a bit mental over Cody, and his older brother, Colt, but Rowen and I really love getting to ride with Christie. She’s the most amazing rider, and the tricks she can do with horses are really awesome. The girls who are usually crushing on the Carter boys only had Cody to watch today. I haven’t really paid much attention to what goes on with the college-age teens and adults, but it is about that time for them to head back to school, and we found out today that Colt left a bit early for his sixth year of college. Rowen and I overheard a couple of the girls in our riding class joking about how lucky the animals around the Ridge River District were going to be in a couple of years when Colt was their veterinarian.
Why does it seem as if there’s no escape anywhere for that kind of stuff even on a trail ride where it’s supposed to be all about horses and enjoying the great outdoors? While ignoring the giggles and whispers around us wasn’t really an option for me, Rowen and I stayed close to Christie, and she kept those of us who were actually interested in the lesson and ride entertained while Cody mostly handled kid control for the guys and girls who were more interested in horsing around.
After getting home from our lesson, the Moms approved a picnic and bike ride to the caves that Rowen and I had decided to do for the afternoon. We hopped into the river to wash off most of the trail dust; packed up our food and drinks; and headed north on Quarry Road by a bit after twelve. Our afternoon caving adventure was more like what we’d hoped our trip there with Dawn and Jillian would have been like. The only blip in a great afternoon was when we needed to wait out a little rain shower that rolled through at about the same time we were thinking about biking home again, but getting held up at the caves was better than if we’d ended up riding most of the way home in the rain. A little more play time in the caves and needing to dry our bikes off once the rain stopped wasn’t really anything more than a little inconvenient; and it wasn’t like we had major plans to get back home for anyway. Well, I didn’t anyway; and Rowen wasn’t late for the plans she had for the evening with her family.
Rowen stayed to go for another swim with me after we got home, and then went to her house to grab a shower and get ready for a family barbeque. Mom was going with a ‘real’ meal after a couple of easy-dinner baseball nights, so Ethan, Ehlana, and I went for a walk to the park to play while she and Violet worked on that. We had dinner out on the back porch; cleaned up; and did a long Magi lesson that was really several lessons geared toward each of us – Violet; Ethan and Ehlana, and I – was working on. That took nearly until it was time to do the bedtime routine with the twins, and I helped Mom with their baths, snack, and story time while Violet went to meet up with Dillon, Jake, and Stephanie at the Inn.
I came up to my room after Ethan and Ehlana were tucked in, and have been working on my computer while having a long soak in my Jacuzzi. I’ve got the usual nightly computing done, and it’s time to get out of the tub and into bed with Mandy. With Roger’s party tomorrow, I’m probably going to need the extra sleep. Hopefully I won’t have guy-girl party nightmares keep me awake.
I will not dream of bunnies; I will not dream of bunnies.
(Watch ‘The Good Witch’ movies if you don’t know what that means.)
Live from Witch Falls; and hopefully soon to be surrounded by cute, fluffy bunnies; this is Cassie Proctor, signing off!
