Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Yesterday was an eleven hour day helping our daughter care for her two boys, aged 1 and 5. It involved Fairyland, opening presents, a subsequent puppet show since we'd gotten a doorway puppet theater for the turned 5 year old, chaotic lunch where the delivery was completely wrong, a walk and fighting over a truck, dinner and finally cupcakes and candles. The 5 year old was so exhausted and overwhelmed he couldn't think of a wish to blow out the candles. Daddy being gone was making him sad, and he really couldn't understand it. The 1 year old starting biting, and it was downhill from there until his bedtime. The highlights were us helping the 5 year old build a new Lego toy, the show with a parrot, two kitties and two snakes, and just giving our daughter time to do her laundry. We went home fried to a crisp, but not being able to imagine how she could have done it without us. Today our son-in-law comes in late, so maybe when our daughter comes to pick up the boys at our house after preschool, she can stay for dinner and I'll go back with her to her house to help with bath and bedtimes. Right now I feel annoyed with my son-in-law. Last week was our daughter's teaching break, but he was the one to go east for a wedding (his cousin), partying and since the wedding was Saturday, staying longer than he needed to and leaving her with six days of parenting alone. Not my business, except it's torture to see her so frazzled. Witnessing. That's all I can do.