My Saturday:
This post is actually from a couple weeks ago, only slightly revised. I let it cool for a few days. If you don't know Free Range Kids, check it out.
My Saturday:
Up at 5:30, run 11.5 miles with a 60 year-old woman who's faster than me.
Eat, shower, visit the ATM
Spend 3 hours garage saling in our neighborhood. Katie totally enjoys selecting her own items with her own allowance. Johann scores a Slinky and a magnadoodle board.
Visit the neighborhood park festival: hot dogs, neighborhood chamber orchestra, moonjump, goofy games, popcorn.
Go home. Kick the extremely squirrely kids outdoors for a bit while we put away our finds and figure out how to move the piano we just bought for 25 dollars at an estate sale. (Really! An upright for $25! And it plays beautifully!)
Retrieve children, get scolded by neighbor for "inadequately supervising" them (Note: no one was bruised, bloodied, or destructive of anyone else's property).
Stew all evening about said scolding. Think uncharitable thoughts about said neighbor.
Make myself feel better reading Free Range Kids.
Decide the best construction is that my neighbor and I have different parenting philosophies. I can live with that.
