Sarah and I have had a good summer. I hope you have too. She's been growing a being in her belly, walking a dog and admonishing him as well as volunteering with some non-english speaking folks in KCK. As the season comes to a close, I watch her posture angle back to accomodate the extra load. That affect is the only way you can get the sense she is pregnant from behind. "That girl's aalll belly..."
We've got the burrow working upstairs with an older crib, a couch , an ugly doll and soon a poster of El Capitan with respective routes for the child to ponder. Which ones will he/she drag us up?
We just returned from a fast weekend in St. Paul, MN. Sarah had a baby shower thrown for her up there. Saturday morning, we walked through a farmer's market in downtown St. Paul. The weather was perfectly crisp with the kind of sunrays that shown so clear you could lean a ladder against them. The scene was so ideal, I pondered moving there immediately. Maybe someday we'll justify nine months of winter weather; not today...
The rest of the day included:
-an estate sale ala Royal Tennenbaum house, a spice store in which Grandpa Paul informed a woman that her husband in fact was not the Gumbo King. He promptly invited them(next spring) to dinner at his house to prove it.
-a 30/70% quality art fair with highlights for me being hand pressed wood cut prints, fine whittled creatures, sailors and wizards; not sure why, and gas welded trees.
-fine reheated spaghetti and coversations about 'why wait in life? I never understand people who wait to do something they want to do." and a dialogue about 80+ hair- scalp and eyebrows.
That's it for now, we love you all.
1 comment:
That sounds like quite the weekend! I love the way you describe things! Proof that you're a true artist. Love you!
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