One of Fiona’s best friends, Caroline, started kindergarten this year so they don’t see each other every day. The last couple months we’ve been alternating visits on Tuesdays – one week Fiona goes to their house for the afternoon and evening, the next week Caroline and her big brother Peter come to our place. I work from home on Tuesdays and their father, Kurt, is home too so this works out great.

Yesterday we were host. Peter couldn’t come over due to a dentist appointment but Caroline and Fiona had a great time playing with paper dolls, dressing up, painting, etc. Prior to dinner I helped the two girls and Brendan make chocolate cupcakes, which I baked during dinner. While the kids were eating I frosted the cupcakes so the kids would have ready canvases for their sprinkle creations. Red, green and rainbox sprinkles were applied with abandon across cupcakes, countertops, clothing and the floor.

We also hosted Kadee (gah – I hope I’m spelling her name right), Eric and Rhonda’s baby girl. From her baby-chair perch on the dining room table she contentedly supervised the older girls’ painting and so forth. It was fun to have four kids running around. Not necessarily something I’d want to cope with on a daily basis however. Predictably the situation deteriorated not long after Caroline left for home. Kadee got hungry and unhappy, Fiona tripped down the stairs and hurt her back, Brendan fell flat on his back while getting his pj’s on and bonked his head on the floor, Fiona went into crying fit because she didn’t want Kadee to leave, etc.

Edit: I was wrong – Keady (I think)

This seems to be further proof that life is a zero-sum game with regard to joy and misery. I think the trick is to push those to the extremes that you’re comfortable with. I’ll have to think about that over a beer sometime.

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