I need a Saturday to recover from Saturday. But...first off let's talk about a black eye that Eric got last night at a soccer match. He came home with a lovely purple around his right eye and some vision issues. He said, "I should probably get it checked out" which in plain English translates to "I might lose my vision in this eye, nbd, maybe I'll think of going to a doctor in about 2 months once I've gone blind."
So did he go and get his eye checked out today? Nope. Despite me urging him multiple times to do so? Nope. (His vision is kind of messed up in that eye, especially when he closes and then opens his eyelid.)
We'll see what happens tomorrow.
I took inga, Dio, and his friend to a skatepark which they hadn't yet tried out. They loved it. I so rarely see Dio smile--he's in "bored/depressed/nonexpressive teenager mode" a lot--and today he was beaming.
We had to get Inga home in time for the big soccer switchoff, in which Eric drops Ivy off, picks Inga up, and speeds away to the next match. Only we had a complication: Eric was bringing home twin girls and their parent didn't show up to pick them up. He called: no answer. He brought the girls to their house: no one home. Then they tried the girls' cousin, who lives nearby: no one home. He finally had to leave the girls with me because Inga had a soccer game to get to.
I fed lunch to the whole troop: Ivy, the twins, Dio, his friend.
Meanwhile Zari had left for a soccer match in Marseille and Dio and his friend wanted to go out scootering again. But...complication: I had a rehearsal that I had to go to and no one left at home to babysit. Fortunately my MIL was around and came up to watch them.
Midway through the rehearsal, I got a call that the twins' cousin was coming to get them (a few hours late!).
We're watching Baya for the weekend. I probably should take her out one last time tonight. Ivy dressed her up in one of our Freeze Football Club shirts. I think it traumatized Baya.
I took 2 trips to the consignment flea market store, Troc Azur. Inga had bought a plastic dolphin at the Ecole de Mer, which broke when she and Ivy were playing last night. She was soooo sad. I knew that Troc Azur had some lovely dolphins in the display case. In my memory, they were glass, but when we went this morning they were marble. Inga showed me her favorite one. (The primary reason to go to this store was to look for a birthday present for her friend.)
So now that I knew which dolphin Inga liked best, I had a plan: secretly buy one for her, since it meant so much to have one (and the marble one was only 7 Euros!).
In the afternoon, Ivy and I took my MIL to the store. She enjoyed seeing all of the crazy cool old stuff that, over here, is often not valued that highly. Gorgeous handcrafted wood furniture dating back hundreds of years, things that you can't even find in North America and that, if by some chance they were to be imported, would end up in a fancy-pants antique dealer who would charge $$$. But over here: regular stuff that you find in flea markets.
So we bought the dolphin for Inga, too :) She was thrilled.
We ate dinner together with everyone minus Zari and then played a round of Cover Your Assets. Eric is watching the Coupe de France and OGC is currently behind 0-1. The city has been covered with OGC Nice posters this past week and hordes of tourists. I feel like I can hardly walk down the streets in Old Nice.
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