This year we participated in four vacations – those of daughters Lise and Kate and grandsons David and Nathaniel. We stayed at home, and all the fun and excitement came to us.
The first evening David spotted a box that had come for Lise. Knowing he was famous for squeezing into tight spaces, I wasn’t surprised that he headed for it. He was inside it in no time.
The next morning Lise and I headed for the creek. It’s traditional for a photo to be taken at the creek on the first walk of a visit. Both creek and daughter posed for me.
It was as good a time as any for a selfie.
As I write this, we are waiting for Kate and Nathaniel to get here from her home in New Jersey. It’s a grueling 12-hour drive. She is much, much braver than I am.
I remembered to
take a photo at the creek the first day daughter Lise walked with us.
I’m not good at selfies, so I was pleasantly surprised that my
tongue wasn’t hanging out of my mouth as I concentrated on getting
the shot.
Lise, John, and Anne at the creek
We petted dogs on
the way home. Smoky, who often won’t come when called, ran out to
greet us. Neighbor Marla was walking Albert, and Lise got her hands
on the dog. Marla and Lise had a chance to chat for a few minutes,
extending their friendship from Facebook.
With the young
people around, you never know what is going to happen. Normally
grandson David is the one who likes to balance impossible things, but
this time it was Nathaniel. We were discussing tomato sauces for
spaghetti. He read the list of ingredients on the bottle of pasta
sauce and then perched it on his head. I was the nervous one in the
room, since I once dropped a large pan of spaghetti sauce in the
kitchen. It dripped into the oven, splattered the back door, and
pooled on the floor. Thankfully, he put the bottle on the table
without incident.
Bubble wrap was
lying on the table. Lise, like many others, has a compulsion to pop
the bubbles. She shared the wrap with Nathaniel as he shared the
footstool with her. Lise was falling asleep while popping away. I
knew she was excellent at multi-tasking, but I hadn’t realized she
could keep using her fingers while sleeping. Amazing!
We had another
round of hilarity when Nathaniel inserted a non-word in the
conversation. We learned to listen closely several years ago when he
used the word “plowish”. In my opinion, the best one was
“quirbles”, a mixing of quirks and foibles. We found out
Nathaniel had the reputation of having a wonderful vocabulary in high
school. He inserted non-words with confidence, and people accepted
them without question. I was not so lucky. Sitting on the floor was
a hanging fixture with candles, and I called it a chandelabra
(chandelier and candelabra). When I hesitated, Nathaniel pounced on
it and fell out laughing. His latest word was “sarcastical”. Of
course we teased him, and he pretended to writhe in agony.
He said, “Now
you’re going to tease me for every mistake I make.”
We said, “No, we
won’t. Keep on making up new words all the time, and we won’t be
able to remember them all.”
There is nothing
like a warm, supportive family. (I am being sarcastical.)
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