Poor abused Charles. He was able to play a little bit on the computer this morning but by 9 Mom was rousting him to go off to a recital. We were there until about 11:30 and then went to lunch even though Charles wanted to go home1. After this abuse we finally made it home but Charles only got to game for about 15 minutes before it was time to go off to a Cub Scout swim. When Charles got back from that Mom took us all out to get a Christmas tree2. After that it was supper time. Finally, though, Charles managed to get some good gaming time.
1 Even though yesterday, coming home, when I asked “So do you guys want to go home and have some made by Dad with looooooove turkey sandwiches?”, Charles and Alice said “McDonalds!”.
2 Mom had a hard time choosing between a tall skinny fir tree as we normally get or a really fat big boned pine tree. Alice and Charles were originally for the rotund tree but for no apparent reason switched over to the taller tree.