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| Mr. Fluffy enjoys B's prize winning drawing-- well, when he doesn't have his back to it! |
While in the tub, there were some loud remarks from L about the temperature of the water--too cold--and a request for her father to get some hot water out of another tap. R had a good laugh about that, which reminded him of a much younger L.B. Way before she reached double digits, Miss L was swimming in a very cold swimming pool during one of those Lombard/Breaux/Saylor/Beuoy exotic vacations in good old Iowa City. The water WAS extremely cold and so with great deliberation, L.B. climbed out of the pool with a plastic cup, walked over to the hot tub and filled her container. She toddled back to the pool and dumped the warmer water into the big pool! Somehow that did seem to make everyone seem less frozen, maybe it was the pure logic and laughter that got our blood flowing?
Another miracle is happening before our eyes as B seems more and more grown up every time we look at him. Today he came back from Cotillion all dressed up in his snazzy "dress" pants and suit jacket. We didn't need to buy "dress shoes," since his feet conveniently fit in his father's pair that are only used once in a while. Complete with shirt and tie, B looked very smart and gave us foxtrot and swing dance lessons in the living room. He learnt how to greet a person properly by looking them in the eye and using a firm handshake, that it helps to never button the last button on your suit jacket so that you can move and that there is a good way to handle a glass when you serve a drink. At a dance party, you won't find our darling B standing by the wall and wondering what to do! Do you know that the foxtrot may have been named for an actual Mr. Fox and not after the way a fox walks? B is a great dancer and his mother is going to need to practice her trot in order to dance with such an elegant and sophisticated son.
On Friday, the Wimberger girls, Amy, and her mother (who look like sisters) came to visit from near and far away. It was wonderful to meet Dottie and after lots of pizza (in stages since the delivery got confused), Richard and Dottie worked on genealogy. When some of the girls thought they had had enough, Amy and Deborah made them practice enduring a family gathering which they have managed to avoid by living out west. It's a required part of childhood, don't you think?
This weekend we also celebrated Chinese New Year with a dear family that now have two dragon daughters-an older one and a little one. B continued his tradition of making a clay creation for the eldest sister, and added a smaller version for darling I who wears squeaky shoes so you can always hear her coming. After a week of solid cooking and lots of dish washing, the girl's mother and grandmother served an amazing feast and it was great fun to see lots of friends and catch up on their news. We all thought of Uncle B, since to accomodate such a large group of people, this year's party was held at New Belgium Brewery where workers can take the stairs or use a big slide to change floors!
There was a small issue of L not listening, losing her new socks and conveniently not tasting any of the great food except some chocolate and then saying she wasn't hungry until we got home and she wanted dinner because she was "starving." But, perfection would be a true miracle and then R found the socks in his pocket, so we came pretty close and this bodes well for things in this great new year. I can't help myself, "What a lovely weekend. Congratulations!" and "Kung Hei Fat Choi!"
P.S. We're thinking of Aunt Carol and send lots of love and wishes to hear that things are improving day by day. L, I'll have to find out about Wizard 101. Every time I need people to clean up they seem to disappear--so maybe there wizard skills are improving?
xo
Deborah-Eve
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