A daily routine

I don't see that much of a difference in my dad's daily routine now that he has retired from his 9to5 job other than the fact that he apparently is up at 5am doing all sorts of things between his orange, lemon, grapefruit and tangerine trees. I am finally beginning to wake up when Miss Meems decides to, which is about 7am. By 9am the rest of the tribe is up and I am thinking of breakfast. I forgot to mention in my previous blog how wonderful my parents have been with us. Even my fridge is stacked with food, they did groceries for us, and as usual, my mom and her artistic talent was put to use in my house. In the morning, we either go to the beach for a few hours which is about 30 minutes from the house, or today, I laid out in the sun and jumped a few times in the kids' pool while my parents went to do their groceries.
I dream of the day when I can bring my children to this country and they actually start believing in taking naps. I don't mind them watching TV even, which my dad installed in my livingroom with a satellite dish so that I can watch all my foreign TV stations, which I am largely deprived of, but my little one does not watch TV. So when Lili calmly watches the TV set the little one is making constant noise and if she is not fighting with me, she is fighting with her barbies!
I'm so in love with my garden where my mom planted rosemary, lavender, all sorts of flowers, squash and I don't remember what else. I'm so proud of my fella... No idea what it's called in English other than the fact that it belongs to the Jasmine family, I don't know what it's called. It survived and grew and I so love picking its flowers in the evening before they bloom. I also have 2 jasmine bushes that are doing so well and are so fragrant. My mint however, with the rate at which I make my mint tea every evening for us, is really not impressive, despite all the water I give it.
Today, while dad prayed his friday prayers, I spent an hour making lemonade from fresh lemons he brought me from the orchard. Dad loves my lemonade and my dad and I have a relationship where we always try to do things to please one another. So of course, I made lemonade for my sweet daddy.
My sweetness didn't last when he told me about how the Imam said that we need to understand why is it that people attacked the cinema for showing "La Allah La Sidi". I went off on "So much for democracy! So much for freedom!" and I got going... it was hard to stop me.
Now I must go downstairs to my kitchen to make turkish coffee which my father will come and drink soon before he heads out to his trees until it gets dark. I think he schedules his day around his prayers, which is very interesting. The man is so organized and punctual.
After our post-Asr coffee, I'm hoping the head to the local jeweler to check out his gold bangles. See, if I do NOT have my gold bangles soon, I'm going to be very cranky!
Do I really have to go back to the States? Can't I just stay here? Ughhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!