I woke up on Sunday just in time to watch mass on TV with Lucía. Claudia was back in action, requiring attention 24/7 as usual, I don’t think Lucía sat for more than five minutes at a time because she had to keep getting Claudia different toys, or a different color pen, or something to eat, or something to drink or whatever else she wanted at that moment. When Mass was over Tía Mónica (Aunt Mónica) came to pick Claudia up and take her out to the competición that was going on across the street in the sports complex down in the río.
I got cracking on my tarea, but unfortunately I didn’t make much headway because Lucía asked me for help cleaning up after the mess that Claudia had left in her wake. She doesn’t tend to pick up after herself, so we spent the morning putting toys away, cleaning pastellina (play dough) off the carpet, trying to get ink out of the tablecloth and all that sort of thing. For almuerzo we had some paella with pollo and verduras (chicken and vegetables in rice) that Mónica had bought for us earlier, and ensalada. We watched the celebrations in the newly independent Kosovo on the telediario, and Lucía launched into a long explanation of the history of communist politics, which I didn’t understand very well, but nodded and smiled all the same.
I really needed to get moving on my tarea, so I shut myself in the sala de estudios (study room) after almuerzo and worked until it was time for pasapalabra. Alicia got home soon after it started, and she was hungry so we prepared for la cena as soon as it ended. Alicia had leftover paella and ensalada and I had sandwiches de chorizo y pavo con lechuga y tomate (turkey and chorizo sandwiches with lettuce and tomato).
Lucía continued to talk politics after dinner so it was difficult to get back to my tarea, but I got there eventually, still with a montón to do. I didn’t go to bed until very late.