Sunday

It's Sunday here, early morning, quite a bit cooler these days as it starts to feel like Fall will really come. Joseph has finally decided to respond to the nudging we've been administering for almost three years and get involved in a play at school--he used to do lights and sound at Topeka Collegiate, but I think you have to work your way up to that, so he is doing backstage crew for Spamalot (which sounds like fun) and then, next term, also for Merchant of Venice. But now it turns out that Spamalot is being performed at the lovely Performing Arts Centre at Emily's school, which is several kilometers away, and he has a schedule of rehearsals and performances we're supposed to get him to every day over the next two weeks...I should have let him take the driving test in January, but it was a bad time for that...even the kids his age who have licenses have restricted ones so that they cannot give their friends rides--which is probably good, but not convenient.

Emily tried out for her school's "opera" (musical), Bye Bye Birdie, but it won't be until next term (which starts mid-April), and I think it doesn't have performances until the next one after that. She is hoping her American accent will stand her in good stead.

Manford is struggling a bit more right now with low blood pressure and difficulty walking. We spend most of the day on Friday with the nice oncology people as they gave him IV fluids, thinking he might be dehydrated, but that doesn't seem to be it and he is still at 90/60 sitting down, and sometimes quite wobbly when he tries to stand up. At least, when they did his blood work, his immune system is looking very good, so maybe all our good eating is helping something.

I am going to take myself and Charlie for a walk.
Carrie