Today, as a change, we took his Jeep Commander and my 2-year-old niece. His wife, who usually drives said vehicle to work and drops said niece at day care, is at a training activity down South. Woke up at 6:30 to get over there and get my nephew on the bus and basically act as another pair of hands. Watched "Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs" on DVD, which was surprisingly entertaining on this, my first viewing; evidently, this movie gets much airtime at the house, as many of the lines can be recited by heart. That's the way kids are. Then again, who am I to say anything? --- I've watched "LOST" about eight times over, myself.
Anyway, it was an experience driving today. I'm no stranger to Jeeps, but the Commander model is quite a beast to handle, both in terms of the weight, power and its bulkiness. Kind of like steering a tugboat. And at time today, that simile probably wasn't far off from the truth. It was horrible weather, with 1"-2" of driving rain and 50+ m.p.h. wind gusts. But we made it there and back again, without incident. My niece slept in her car-seat most of the way.
Got home and made a batch of soup that couldn't be beat, and took it over, along with some garlic bread, for the whole family's dinner. And, now, dear reader, I am fairly beat. Honestly, I have done stone wall work for 12 hours a day and not felt this tired. I seriously don't know how so many parents do this day in and day out. ... If I ever talk about having kids, please shoot me with a big gun. The largest you can find.
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