This morning woke up and looked out to the backyard to find this..
some of these mounds of soil that are piled up on the lawn are larger than a basketball!
The crows hang around because they get the worms off the surface. Something is digging up and making these mounds. No hole in the center or side of the mounds though..
Any idea what this could be?
Should we call animal control?
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There is way too much peace and quiet in the house now that the kids are in India with the grandparents.
There is an eerie silence, occasionally broken by the click clacking of one or two laptop keyboards from two ends of the living room couch.
Two adults that stare at each other, stare back at their laptops and communicate to the world using facebook because any attempts at communicating to each other would break that silence. Vijay TV's Jodi #1 plays at barely audible volume even though there is no one to wake up or object to a higher volume. Somehow there seems to be a self imposed ban on speech after the kids left. Just cannot explain it. Maybe noise is the one thing that instantly reminds us of their absence in the house?
We have tried to spend evenings outside the house. Eat outside, go watch movies at the local mall theater, visit the temple, walk around Costco aisles with high tech gadgets that we are otherwise not allowed to walk around because we are usually on a tight schedule to get in and get out, etc. etc.
Someday when Jr. and the little one leave the house either for studying, employment or when they get married and we retire, there is a good chance I will go crazy.
For now, the kids are having jet lag while the adults are having "kid lag".
Hopefully, we will set into this routine over the next few days.
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Wanted to show FIL at least some local place before his return to India.
Chose Filoli. Promised a 2 hour trip max. Still bad idea.
It was 96+ C out there. The van temp indicator read 106 F!
Filoli gardens are very well watered. The steam sizzles off the floor. The heat, humidity and pollen form a bad combination for people prone to hay fever.
So, this post will be brief...
Two pictures..
Daddy danced with the little one again for a short time and she was ecstatic! We had fun while we were at Filoli. It just had side effects for daddy.
On a side note Jr. was busy making cards.
Me : ???
Jr. : I want to make a yellow card and a red card
Me : ???
Jr. : To give to amma! (mommy)
Me : (thinking.. finally someone in this house dares to give Amma a yellow card or red card ?! this must be some sight) ????
Jr. : That way if Amma feels slightly upset with someone in the house she can show them the yellow card and if she is really upset with someone she can give them the red card!
Me : (very disappointed, but accepting the inevitable fact that the only person who gets carding authority in the house as Amma) Can I give a yellow card?
Jr. : NO. Only Amma!
At the end of the day, we might actually adopt this system. Yellow is warning. Red card means person will have to go to garage for a timeout.
Jr. has some amazing solutions, doesn't she?
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