As you might have guessed, Röbert and I had words last night but I thought we had it all settled until I was trying to sleep in this morning and I heard someone outside in the garden. It was Merlin, with guns! I was so shaken! Röbert acted as if it was fine. Obviously I had not bought them, Robert brought them back with him from Tulsa and said he thought they would be “fun”. Well, I let him have it! I told him that the absolute last thing that boy needs is any more fun!
I took the guns and threw them away and then ran upstairs to weep. No one understands me! I could tell Röbert felt bad because he suggested we go out to the lake for the day. So I put on my “country” clothes and a happy face. As soon as I got there I went for a nice long walk.
When I got back I felt refreshed and renewed! Röbert had just finished rigging up the sailboat and he and Merlin were off!
Poor Starling had a headache so I gave her and Hummus the tiniest bit of Benadryl and let them take a nap on the lawn. I took a canoe out by myself to get some much needed me time!
The boys were gone a long time so we headed home a little bit late. I needed to take a bath and relax after my stressful week so I asked Röbert to make the kids something for dinner. Knowing him it would be something disgusting so I simply asked him to make something healthy. My bath was interrupted by the most horrible screaming downstairs and what did I rush down to find? He had put the baby in a dirty bib and served everyone steamed heads of broccoli! I nearly started screaming too. I told them to eat up, as that was dinner and then sent them all upstairs to bed. What was he thinking?