Hello? Hello...?
I have two things to share:
First, I think it's important for everyone to know about a special interaction Caleb and I had with Grandpa last night. It was the first time we'd seen him in, what? Five whole days? He'd been in the far distant land of Arizona. And he returned with three (kitty litter) buckets full of "citrus." Now, I have no earthly idea why he did the following:
He takes a lemon from one of the buckets.
He puts the lemon in bowl.
He cuts the lemon in half.
He asks Caleb, "You know what this is?"
Caleb gives Grandpa a look of why are you asking me this? and says, "It's a lemon, Grandpa."
Grandpa squeezes the lemons into the bowl and says in his I'm-talking-to-one-of-my-grandkids! voice, "What does this look like, Caleb?"
In a tone that's clearly saying why aren't you playing with me? he humors the old man: "It's lemon juice, Grandpa."
And so Grandpa begins to drink the lemon juice. I have no idea why. He just lapped it up and then spent the next ten minutes smacking and saying, "Hoo boy! That was sour."
Well, yes. Yes, it was, Dad. IT WAS A LEMON.
At the time, I thought nothing of this. But last night as I was almost asleep, I remembered Dad's amazement at the lemon's juice sourness and woke myself up laughing.
And since I don't think that was quite as funny in the telling as it actually was, here are some pictures of Paul's birthday party. We had some Scottish visitors stop by!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
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