They arrived on Sunday night after two days of driving. The first day was easy. The second, not so great. Route 75 had multiple accidents and they crawled along. Still everyone was in great spirits when they finally got here, wolfed down supper and the kids (not the grownups!) hopped in the pool. The water was 85 (love those solar panels), the air was 62 or something like that.
We were all over the place….to Sarasota for lunch at O’Leary’s and a walk around to see my favorite sculpture, Olympic Wannabees by Glenna Goodacre. The kids had more fun climbing on the sculpture than climbing in the playground. We headed up the Tamiami Trail for mini-golf. Nice little course…I’d recommend it for company on days too cool to go to the beach.
We went to Mote Marine Aquarium. I just love that place. I need to go back when I have more time to read all the information. And, of course, we hit the beach where the water was a delightful 68. Brrr…but I did get in…in and out in a swoop, just enough to cool down so I could sit on the beach in the blazing sun.
These kids are not the best eaters in the world. And they aren’t too adventurous. So I sat them down the day before Thanksgiving.
Okay, says I, listen carefully. I will give you one dollar for everything you try at the Thanksgiving meal. But you may not discuss it at the table in front of company or you get nothing.
They loved the idea. And then Calli proceeded to go to yoga and explain to our friend, Ruth who was coming to dinner, how the deal would work. (We weren’t at dinner…she didn’t know it would count if you told her ahead of time) Declan, on the other hand, didn’t say a word. He just found himself a piece of paper and pencil and sat at Thanksgiving dinner with a little chart of to check off everything he tried during the Thanksgiving meal.
They all tried everything…and liked nothing except the basics…turkey, mashed potatoes, peas and carrots. Oh well…one day they’ll be like Sean who refused to eat almost everything when he was little and now is willing to try anything and usually enjoys it all thoroughly.
Grandchildren…are there any people on earth as treasured? as delightful? so likely to bring laughter and joy and life into a quiet house.
The house is quiet again and don’t get me wrong. I LIKE quiet. I’m not complaining. Just counting the days until we see those crazy kids again (24) and loving the weather in Venice..cool, crisp morning and gorgeous sunny afternoons.
I’m reading a lovely book…The One-in-a-Million Boy by Monica Wood. Actually I’m listening to that one. I’m reading Leaving Lucy Pear by Anna Solomon. If I had to pick one of them, I’d probably choose the one by Monica Wood but I’m enjoying them both. And Jerry and I are both doing fine…hearing about people who aren’t so fine makes us all the more aware of how fortunate we are….How did we get so lucky? It hasn’t been smooth sailing all the way but let’s face it, the waves have never capsized our little craft and we haven’t drowned…not yet anyway.
Jerry and I are heading north for a little less than a week. Just visiting family, trying to see if we can help and catching up with siblings…Next time, I’ll build in time to see friends…hard to be up there and not get together.
Be well as we go into the dark days of winter. Much love to all….and here are a few pictures from our week with the kids.