getting out of the house for the sake of our neighbors.

Tolga was still in the field so I brace myself and the kids for the weekend.  Saturday morning I told the kid's quiet play, and after lunch we will go play with Mina at a park.
"We're going to Mina's?!  Hooray!  I love you Mama!"
"No, we're not going to Mina's, we're going to meet Mina a a park and play with her there."
"When?"
"After lunch."
"Can I have lunch now?"
"No, you can have breakfast."
"Mom!  I don't want breakfast!"

Saturday morning when Tolga is here, is usually us trying to keep them from running around the apartment, dropping toys on the floor, torturing each other and generally doing things that eventually makes our neighbor bang on the radiator pipes downstairs.

But this morning, for some reason, they were almost  peaceful.  They found quiet things to do, relatively, and besides asking me every five minutes if we could go yet, they were pretty happy.

Around noon, Anne told me our relatives were coming over for a visit.  They had called late last night, and she had told me this, but I had misunderstood the part about them coming over today.  We had nothing to serve them, Gokhan was working on a Saturday, I had the kids ... an frankly, we had plans for the park.

Tolga was on his way home, and Anne said it would be fine if we left, and so we happened to pass my relatives in the door.  It was a beautiful day - the next day was to be rainy, and the kids were squealing with excitement to go outside.  I got three kids loaded up, a stroller, a bid, some roller skates, pads, and helmets for both.  No trip is a a small trip, but with Emily's kids at the same park I had extra hands in a ways for her kids were older.  Tuana insisted on the swings, pointed at the slides, smiled and giggled at their terrier.  We stayed for almost two hours then returned home to visit a short time with the relatives.  Tolga was home too so the kids were excited and busy eating the Kindereggs he brought home while trying to put together the toy inside.  Tuana just smashed hers, and hollered when I tried to take it away.  The kids were overexcited, but it's always nice when Baba comes home.