Last night I was invited to sing at a dinner party.  The guest were charmed, of course.  (I did sound wonderful, though I say it myself.  I’m amazed how much teaching voice/ear-training can make me sound better, too.)                                                        


One young man seemed particularly spell-bound as I sang, “I love you for sentimental reasons…”  He stared up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes, entranced.  His adorable grin widening as I shoveled mashed carrot into his mouth on a pint-sized spoon….????


 


 


 


 


 


 


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Had ya there for a minute, didn’t I?  *sigh*  Yes, he is marvelous.  Too bad he’s about 26 years too young.  Maybe someday I’ll get to sing in at a real dinner party (instead of one that includes Lunchables), or a charity banquet, and then I’ll catch the eye of some amazing man (who doesn’t have to have a bottle before his nap).


That’s been my weekend so far, I’m babysitting for some friends while they house-shop in Ohio.  It’s always interesting to go from big sister of 11 to “mother” of  three for a few days.  I get more solid moments of peace and quiet here because they’re all young enough to have naps and go to bed early.  But I have to say I miss my own “babies.”  (Scott will probably kill me if I call him a baby, though–oh!–*exasperated*–fifteen-year-olds!)  I miss having someone else in charge.  I miss being able to retreat when things get noisy, or messy, or sticky…I’m such a neat-freak! 


I really miss my Gracie.  I babysat her last weekend when Mom and Dad went up to a retreat with some friends.  She’s so much fun!  And of course, she loves me, and it’s always easier to care for someone who thinks you’re the greatest.  I like carrying her around and showing her off.  We taught her to do the sign for “awesome” (two-thumbs-up), but she doesn’t get it about the thumbs…she does her little pointer fingers.  It’s soooo cute!  Her hair has gotten long enough to put in two little pigtails.  She’s such a doll!  You know, some of you still need to meet her *ahem* (Brack, Diane…). 


Better run…the natives are getting restless.

3 thoughts on “

  1. I think you should pick up writing, because you already have a natural talent of “misdirection” in your writing. As soon as you set up a story then you pull the rug out from under us and we realize that everything we thought you were writing about is all a trick of the pen….actually you do better than some of the writers these days…hahaha.
    You know I have some of the same feelings about little kids as you do…on Nov. 30 (my b-day) my nephew will be 8 months old and I love that kid to death. He brightens my day every time I see him. I don’t get to see him all that often because I am away at college, but during holidays I make sure I get to spend a lot of time with him.
    Thanks for sharing, it is always nice hearing about children and the light and joy they bring into our lives.

  2. Maybe if I could manage to send you a picture of my “babies” you would send me one of Gracie??  I would love to see her pigtails.  Havilah was so very cute when she was young and we put her hair up.  (Now she is getting very big and very old….but I have not gotten any older.   
    I know you would love to get married but you still being single takes away my excuse for complaining that I am still single.  I never fail to remember you when I start bemoaning what I don’t have.  (But, I will rejoice greatly when your prince does come.)

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