My first response to their grumbling was to quickly engage them in a household chore. Aha. Goes without sayin' that they didn't much like that idea. So now they're decidedly avoiding any menial tasks by being a little more creative.
Still complainin' tho.
The dilapidated swing set has been converted to a gymnastics bar, of sorts. For the sole purpose of emulating the twists and turns of some recent Olympians. And practice those chin-ups.
When the bars are put to rest, Miss Bella is kidnapped and costumed in the Build-a-Bear outfits from a time long-ago. Not so sure that she's thrilled with the whole idea.
At least she should be thankful they're not making her wear those dorky wide-fitting shoes.
Then there's the neighbours. They are regulars. During the summer, it's either all been going on at their place, or ours.
Productions and routines are often accompanied by loud, blaring music. Not for the faint-hearted, but free of charge to anyone wishing to be entertained.
And even if you don't wish to be entertained, you are still mandated to attend all performances.
Thanks, neighbour, for your commitment to digitally capturing most of these childhood moments. I love that my girls can grow up with your lovely girls, being best friends together. Best friends, despite the odd conflict. Amusing for us, isn't it? And it builds character, it does. Builds character.
The novelty of Auntihood continues to amuse.
Baby Engelina is three weeks old already. Doesn't she look peaceful and calm? Apparently she has moments like these from time to time. Those proud Aunties must have the touch!