Jennifer's Joyous Journal

Biscuits, Guy, and Those Darned Dogs

We had what started out as a wonderful Saturday afternoon. Jessica buzzed our pre-school group with information on a Biscuit Brothers concert at Central Market in the afternoon. She was also kind enough to mention that Guy Forsyth would be playing on the patio later that evening.

Magda seemed fascinated with the Biscuit Brothers. She knew some of the songs they sang and the ones that were new to her were full of energy. The Biscuit Brothers are very engaging. I just might start recording the show on PBS and we'll definitely be open to going to another concert.

After the show, we played outside until dinner time and the Guy performance. Magda even wandered off to the playset on her own. It was very hard to let her go off without me, but it's nice that she is beginning to establish some independence. It was also nice that she was wearing her bright orange overalls so I could see her from where I was sitting.

Magda was very interested in hearing Guy Forsyth. Unfortunately, our dinner was ready right as the band was getting ready to start. It was hard to pull her away from the outside stage, but we managed to have a fun dinner where we were joined by another boy from our pre-school group and his father.

After dinner, we were finally able to go dance and listen to the best musician in Austin. The kids loved it. All three of them were running around and spinning and dancing together. Magda was having a ball. She especially like it when Step and I got up to do a west coast swing. In fact, she insisted on joining us so I finished the dance holding onto a very giggly Magda. Stepan danced the next swing with Jessica and I was going to sit down, Magda grabbed my hand and said she wanted to dance with me "just like Tata".

The band took a break and Magda again wandered off to the playground (though I made Stepan go with her this time). We were all set to stay for at least one more set when Stepan got a call. Some kind soul called to tell us that our dogs had gotten out of the backyard and were roaming the park. He said he was able to coax Rosie back into the backyard, but Homer wouldn't get near him (big surprise). I had no faith that Rosie would actually stay in the backyard since she was likely the one who found a way out in the first place. Sure enough both dogs were gone when we got home about 15 minutes after we got the call. I called for them and Homer came running, but Rosie was no where to be found. Stepan went looking for her while I put Magda to bed and kept a phone close. Stepan first walked the park then went out in the car. He had been gone for about an hour when Homer jumped up and barked at the front door. I looked out the window and there was Rosie, wagging her tail and holding a Frisbee in her mouth. No idea where she went, but it's nice to know that she can find her way back home when she manages to get a little bit of freedom.

I think I'll be calling the fence company on Monday.

Posted by jfer at April 15, 2007 9:13 PM