Me: Are you being a grumpus this morning?
T: Yeah.
Archive for July, 2008
Thomas’ first five-word sentence, I think. Uttered over and over early this morning while we were all cuddling in bed, because I was sleepy and didn’t understand him at first.
I think we are about to enter the “oh my gosh he never shuts up” phase. Luckily I am still charmed by just about everything he says.
Me: Wait, how old were you when we met? Eighteen or Nineteen?
Will: We met after my birthday sophomore year, so I was nineteen.
Me: So we’ve known each other for over ten years.
Will: Yeah.
Me: But we haven’t been dating for ten years.
Will: No, but we’ve been dating for almost ten years. That is, if we ever go out on another date.
It was a picture-perfect weekend at the lake. Here is just a sampling:
What could be better than fishing with your very own pole that includes an orange (ORANGE!) plastic fish permanently affixed to the end of the line?
Well, maybe this:
Outside, on the deck, still in PJs in the early afternoon.
Eating chocolate birthday cake uninhibited by fork or spoon.
In short: lounging around in total decadence. It’s what the lake is all about.
Throw in several several motorboat and sailboat rides, frequent dips into the lake, oodles of birthday presents, and amazing food, and it’s hard to resist the cliched line from Field of Dreams:
“Is this Heaven? No, it’s Iowa.”
