Visitors

For 10 days, through last week, I had the ever charming Maddie and her little brother, affectionately called "5" by his uncles, while my son went to Nova Scotia for a symposium or meeting or something-or-other (I try not to remember; he's always busy) and then a couple of days down-time.  "Of course I'll keep the little ones!" You all can just hear me saying that, right?  Yeah, and they're planning another visit to Camp Grandparents in January.  Fun, fun.


Talking to her brother.  It looks like he's sharing the Cheerios, but, trust me, nothing could be farther from the truth.  He's just barely allowed to look at her.

 Brushing her hair with her great-great-great grandmother's brush.  This is actually a sterling clothing brush from around 1900, but the bristles are so soft that with a little shampoo, it was perfect for baby hair brushing.

 And while Little Miss brought her own toys, and had some of ours, she ultimately found Grandma's toys in the cupboard.  They make a great tower, don't you think?  Grandma was really unreasonable and wouldn't let Maddie play with the glass jar of marinated artichoke hearts; she mumbled stupid things like "Oh, that can break."  Stupid Grandma.

And, last weekend the girls and I threw a baby shower for Erin, the bride from about 7 years back.  Her baby is actually due on my birthday, but since it's supposed to be a boy, they won't be naming it after me if he arrives on his due date.  I can live with that.  To be fair, when I say we threw a baby shower, I mean that I paid, and made the favors, and the girls did about everything else.  The theme was dinosaurs, and look at this wonderful dinosaur nest, complete with eggs, that Shannon made!

So, I'm going to try to get back here more often; I'm even trying to figure out how to cook for only 3 people, without too much in the way of leftovers.  The jury's still out on my success there.

Happy Wednesday, everyone!