Memories tres

I wound up working late and really didn’t get to see LD or LG. LG was in bed before I got home; LD was on his way to bed as I was getting home. School was cancelled due to snow… well, sort of cancelled. The automated call said that “School starts 2 hours late, and AM and PM kindergartens are cancelled.” We took this to mean that Kindergarten was closed… I mean, if you were told that your work in the AM and PM was cancelled, would you go?

The babysitter told us that around 11 am, the school called looking for Sage. Apparently, the cancellation did not affect full-day K. We felt like idiots, until today, when the recorded voice said “… and all half day-AM and half-day-PM are cancelled for the day. Full day Kindergarten students will start two hours late.” So, apparently, we weren’t the only ones to make that mistake.

LD Memories

The second vivid recollection I have from the time we lived in Las Vegas is when we went to a health club. Children were allowed in the club, and many families took use of the outdoor pool in the heat of the day. LD, you and I were walking through the dressing room to get ready to get in the pool, and you were about two and a half. Your vocabulary had expanded greatly, and you decided to make use of it.

“Big penis! Big penis!” You were stating this loudly, pointing to each man we passed. There were about thirty men in various states of undress in the changing room, and by the time we got to the locker, you had the entire room roaring in laughter. And, to put icing on the cake, you walked up to one portly gentleman, a man who looked as if he was about 60 and had swallowed an exercise ball, and poked his belly. Just once, but definitively.

Looking at him, then me, you proudly stated “There’s a baby in there!”

I think he’s probably still laughing to this day. I’m glad he had a good sense of humor.



LG Memories

LG, you used to LOVE sitting outside in your ultra saucer, before you were mobile, You didn’t really crawl or walk until you were a year old, but once you did – I have never seen, and I will probably never see a baby who could crawl as fast as you. Your speeds were insane – you could probably have outpaced a small motor scooter.

But before that, you were still. You were content to sit and observe, to watch the world around you. Your favorite place to do it was in the back yard under our Asian pear tree and watch everything. The breeze in the branches, the birds, the clouds, the insects – you loved it all. It didn’t matter what type of weather – sun, rain, snow or clouds, as long as you were dressed appropriately, you wanted to be outside, in your bright red seat.

After about six months or so, you transitioned into the swing, or the Johnny Jump Up, but you still wanted to be in the back yard. The dogs would run by you and push you, which you thought was hysterical, or they would lay at your feet, your little tootsies inadvertently petting them. They enjoyed it, and you – to this day, they follow you around, waiting for you to pet them or feed them. You’re their little snack basket.