Night-Night, Sleep Tight
It's been a busy couple of weeks since last I wrote. Lynnea and Walter were here for a few days, and we had a great time with them. Lynnea showed me how to kill and cook crab, and Walter and I got to play a lot of video games. It was just right. They weren't here for too long (got here on a Friday before departing Sunday on an Alaska cruise), so we didn't really plan anything. Rather than cram together a lot of activities, we just sort of hung out together. I think that when people come to visit, we always want to show them everything within a forty mile radius, and we try to get them to validate our decision to move up here...See, isn't this really a great place? The truth is that we're a little lonely up here, and we wish someone would move a bit closer. Instead, we would do better just to concentrate on the experience of having them with us.
Pam came up last week, and we had even less time with her. She got into town about 8 on Saturday night and, after dinner and the ferry crossing, it was pretty late when we got back to the house. We left early the next morning to catch up with Lynnea and Walter and have lunch with them. It was less than ideal--I would have enjoyed spending more time around the house with Pam on Sunday--but it was worth it because I knew that Lynnea and Pam both wanted the opportunity to see each other. Lynnea and Walter left after lunch and we walked around downtown a bit before going to see Spider-Man. Afterward, Pam took us to The Melting Pot for a fondue dinner which was really amazing. I thought fondue was just cheese and dessert, but we also had a meat and vegetables course where we boiled small pieces in vegetable broth. Everything tasted great, and their presentation was really fun.
At one point during dinner, Pam called David on her cell phone to say good-night. She said the same kind of sing-songy nursery rhyme that our dad used to say to us almost into our adulthood. It made me cry a little bit, but only because I was so happy she was passing that on. It goes like this:
to which he would always append: "I love you." It reminds me of another one that he would always sing to us in the morning when waking us up to go on a vacation:
Pam came up last week, and we had even less time with her. She got into town about 8 on Saturday night and, after dinner and the ferry crossing, it was pretty late when we got back to the house. We left early the next morning to catch up with Lynnea and Walter and have lunch with them. It was less than ideal--I would have enjoyed spending more time around the house with Pam on Sunday--but it was worth it because I knew that Lynnea and Pam both wanted the opportunity to see each other. Lynnea and Walter left after lunch and we walked around downtown a bit before going to see Spider-Man. Afterward, Pam took us to The Melting Pot for a fondue dinner which was really amazing. I thought fondue was just cheese and dessert, but we also had a meat and vegetables course where we boiled small pieces in vegetable broth. Everything tasted great, and their presentation was really fun.
At one point during dinner, Pam called David on her cell phone to say good-night. She said the same kind of sing-songy nursery rhyme that our dad used to say to us almost into our adulthood. It made me cry a little bit, but only because I was so happy she was passing that on. It goes like this:
Night-night, sleep tight
Good Lord keep and bless you
All through the night
Safe and sound, all the days of your life
See you in the morning light
And don't let the bedbugs bite!
to which he would always append: "I love you." It reminds me of another one that he would always sing to us in the morning when waking us up to go on a vacation:
We're all in our placesWendy and I are going on vacation starting next Saturday...I'll have to remember to wake her up with that song.
With sun-shiney faces
And this is the way
We start each new day
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