The granddaughters started summer school yesterday: If they make it the whole month without missing a day, they'll get $100 on a gift card at the end.
Going to summer school keeps them occupied and lets them be in the air conditioning, and it gives me and Cliff our days to ourselves, between 8 AM and 3:30 PM... just like during the regular school year. Oh, and my daughter doesn't have to pay me as much babysitting money.
Speaking of which, I've had some strange reactions from folks when I mention that I charge my daughter and her husband for babysitting their kids: some people seem to think it's horrible that I'd expect flesh-and-blood to pay me for watching my own grandchildren. Well folks, it keeps me from being resentful about their being here, and allows me to buy snacks and treats for them without breaking our budget. Also, I've had a couple of conversations like this:
ME: "My daughter pays me to babysit."
OTHER PERSON: "Yeah, but does she really pay you?"
Obviously these people don't know me very well, because if Rachel forgets to write me a check over the weekend, I remind her that she hasn't paid me... and she apologizes, and forks over the dough. If they're having a rough week financially, their credit is good with me; they can pay me the next week, and have never failed to do so.
After Cliff's next visit with the cardiac doctor, we might go to Branson for a weekend. And sometime in July, when the girls go to stay with their other grandma, we're talking about visiting Glacier National Park in Montana. We'll see how things go.
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