Alicia, Shmoo's best friend, turned six yesterday. That morning, her mom contacted me, asking whether they could pick both kids up from Kindergarten and take Shmoo out to eat with them to celebrate Alicia's birthday. After running it by HPR, I agreed.* We both predicted (correctly) that Shmoo wouldn't like the surprise switch in plans, but that he would be fine.
Alicia's mom livestreamed the date! I posted one photo on facebook, but thought I'd put the other here.
Alicia's mom said Alicia wants to go to the same college as Shmoo. The subtext is that she heard people often meet their spouse at college. She's a planner!
And here is Shmoo's picture of his friend. Too bad her name isn't spelled phonetically.
*It was actually quite convenient, because I'm still sick and the two-mile round trip to school by bike/foot is a bit much for me at the moment. But I went to the doctor today and she gave me an antibiotic scrip to fight what apparently is bronchitis.
Saw this in the paper (click to embiggen).
Really, Maryland? A Drive-Through nativity scene?
Shepherds dropped what they were doing and herded their sheep through the sleepy streets of Bethlehem to see a little baby. Wise men traveled hundreds of miles through the desert by camel to set eyes on the Prince of Peace. And you can't leave the comfort of your freakin' car?
Roo, you sure have a lot of personality packed into your 32 pounds. You are 3 and 1/6 years old.
One of my favorite things about you these days is your fake laugh. (Your natural laugh is great, too.) Your enthusiasm is unbounded.
You are a fashionista with definite Opinions about what to wear. Skirts are your favorite. I choose my battles. Good thing you have plenty of pairs of tights for these cold-weather days.
Pink is your favorite color, although in the past few weeks you've been making eyes at blue.
You love books, singing, and dancing. You have a stock repertoire of these oeuvres, but also make them up as you go.
You are hyperverbal. Beyond your academic smarts, you are endlessly curious about others' emotional states.
You talk to anyone and are generous with hugs. You are usually up for an adventure, but are an unapologetic homebody.
You admire and adore your big brother and are getting better and better at standing up for yourself.
My sweet girl. Your love cracks my heart open further with each day that passes. And there is always room for more.
About a year ago, HPR and I got sucked into watching What Would Jesus Buy? (I had clicked on a link, not realizing it was a full-length video.) It was great. So if you have 91 minutes to spare, see below.
If you only have a minute and 47 seconds, then watch this:
Ten years ago, in Pazardjik, Bulgaria, HPCPC* and I got together. We had gotten to know each other the previous weekend, celebrating Thanksgiving with a handful of other Peace Corps volunteers and several residents of Smilyan, the village where HPCPC was living. After a day or two of work at our sites, he and a couple of other volunteers crashed at my place en route to a training event. The next day, we all departed on the narrow gauge train to Bansko, which we subsequently named "The Love Train." (smooch smooch)
I'm looking forward to what the next several decades bring, HPR!
*Handsome Peace Corps Poster Child
Went to Allentown's Lights in the Parkway.
As we did last year on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, here is where we spent the day.