Family Meeting Wrap-Up for the Week of Aug 8-14th by Gabrielle

We got a little behind on these meeting wrap-ups, but here we go despite that fact. I need to mention that this was the weekend of Rob's Century so Claire took the kids for that whole weekend starting Friday (Yes, I know, we are SO lucky to have Claire. She is tremendous). That Saturday was Rob's Century and Sunday we celebrated Rob and Claire's birthdays.

Here is our Family Meeting Wrap-up for the week of August 7-14th:

Zoë
Best: Being with Chanti (going to Toys R Us, swimming, eating at Pei Wei)
Worst: Missed out on brownies because of her bad attitude

Jude
Best: Being with Chanti (going to Toys R Us, swimming, eating at Pei Wei)
Worst: Got punished for getting in front of the camcorder on purpose when Briar Rose was "performing" a song

Scout
Best: Eating cake at dad and Chanti's birthday party
Worst: Not seeing Mommy and Daddy while she was at Chanti's. (Awww, she missed us...)

Briar
Best: The indoor water park Claire took them to so they could go swimming
Worst: She's back to twirling her hair again. This is bad because she has a tendency to pull it out once it gets long enough.

Gabrielle
Best: Watching Rob cross the finish line after his Century
Worst: Burning my hand while I was making our "Big Breakfast". I was making German Apple Pancakes (which are, hmmmm, what's the word...AMAZING). You fry up the apples in an all metal skillet and then pour in the batter. You then put the skillet into the oven at 425 very hot degrees. After you let it bake for 20 minutes, you take out the skillet. Of course when you take out the skillet, you use an oven mitt, but once the skillet has been sitting on your stove for a bit, you forget that its metal handle is still about 400 degrees and you grab it. Let's just say I was glad that Claire had not arrived to our house with the kids at that moment because words flowed freely out of my mouth that I had no idea I was capable of uttering.

Rob
Best: The Century's 80 mile mark. He got new gloves, new socks, and a kiss from a pretty lady (it was me, in case you were curious).
Worst: His worst was my worst, me burning my hand. He ran from our bedroom after hearing me scream a certain word very loud. He immediately gave me ice and I do believe his quick action helped prevent having more blisters on my hand and saved me a lot of pain, though it was still unbelievably painful, especially when I had to take a shower. I ended up having Rob wrap my hand in gauze so I wouldn't use my hand and cause more pain.