For almost two weeks we entertained two of our five grandchildren here at Doright Manor. It was the first time Dominique and Jackson have been alone with us for that length of time, and heading into the first week I felt some trepidation.
Would they get bored? Would I be patient with them? Could I train them to cook and clean like small indentured servants?
As they prepared to leave on Saturday morning I asked them each if they’d had fun, and the answer was a resounding “Yes!”
They rode motorcycles.
Apparently there was no boredom involved. I never even came close to losing my patience–a true miracle. However, the plan to have the kids take over the cooking and cleaning was for naught. Two out of three works for me.
Now to enjoy the sound of silence.