Say What?

This morning Emma came downstairs sporting her bathrobe and sunglasses. She walked past Keenan and said, "I bid you good day sir. I said I bid you good day sir. Why do you insist on attending me when I don't intend to date you? As you are the size of a peanut and I am the size of a ripe tomato. I bid you good day sir."

Dinner with the Younger Generation

Sunday evening we had my cousins Libby, Tammy and Dominic over for dinner. It was a lovely evening. When they arrived, they joined Emma for a game of Clue, and then we had dinner (which was slightly late because we ran out of propane -- oops!) There was much laughter and merriment. While I thouroughly enjoyed myself, I felt like I was at a banquet for people with ADHD. Between the three of them we did not go more than two-and-a-half minutes without someone answering their phone or sending a text. When you include Keenan and his inability to sit through a whole dinner, it was somewhat similar to a three ring circus. I guess this is dinner with the younger generation! Love it!