Hmm, yes, well, I know I promised a blog post, er, 4 months ago, but ummm…life and all that.
One of the reasons I’ve been so busy since August 26, 2015 is this guy:
Meet the always Too Cool For School Triple B, the red-haired offspring of Darling Daughter.
27 months later and we’re still freaked out (and I’m not entirely sure why, since his father is of Scandinavian descent with many red-haired relatives). At any rate, especially when taking his blonde, blue-eyed cousin into consideration, this brown-eyed, brunette family spends a lot of time sitting around going, “Wow – wasn’t expecting that one.”
Seriously – his mother is half Hispanic; we were totally expecting a dark-complected, black-haired Lothario. That’s okay, though, because both Darling Daughter and I are delighted with our little Ginger Dude, who is the strong, silent type – and who can, consequently, throw a ball farther and with better accuracy than his poor old Meema.
To say nothing of out-running her.
Anyhoo, I thought I’d pop in and give you the long-promised introduction to the World’s Most Adorable Two-Year-Old. And if you think I’m just too proud, you should hear his Uncle Oldest Son carry on about him.
Yes, yes, I’m still here. Just incredibly busy; it’s summer at the Sushi Bar which means lots of fresh produce from the garden which needs to be eaten or cooked or preserved – as of today, we’ve had zucchini and summer squash approximately 27 times in the last week. Which is quite a feat, considering we were in Cincinnati last Wednesday and Thursday to visit this guy:
Remember that little guy with the dimples and the big blue eyes? He is now a month away from his 8th birthday – EIGHTH! BIRTHDAY! – and attempting to stab Meema’s out eyes using a set of chopsticks with corn kernels stuck on the tips.
Oh, I kid.
He was just trying to shove them up my nose – Benihana seems to have that affect on 8-year-old boys.*
Anyhoo, we were thrilled to see him; two years ago he moved to Michigan with his Mom, then last year they moved back to Texas. We’ve been down there several times to see him (among other people), but it has been about six months since the last time, so we were anxious to visit while he was in Ohio for summer vacation with his dad.
In the fall he’ll be starting the 3rd grade – THIRD! GRADE! – where he is in the Talented and Gifted program in math and science, and little girls precede him everywhere, throwing rose petals in his path.
Well, they OUGHT to.
Stick around and in a few days I’ll introduce you to yet another heart breaker.
*(Actually, he loves his Meema because she is one of the few people over the age of 10 who can, and willingly does, intelligently discuss the merits of his video game du jour. And she does a mean cannonball into the hotel swimming pool. Not to toot my own horn or anything.)
A certain young man in my life is 5 years old today!
We’re having a wonderful party at the park tomorrow, and guess what kind of cake he’s getting?
Happy Birthday, G Man. Meema loves you to the moon and back.