Let’s see. How to catch up?
Thea’s sister, Aileen, had her first baby on Monday. I bought a big-screen TV last week. And Pippin pooped on the carpet on Saturday. I think that sums up the summer.
So on Monday Cris and Aileen got together and created a new human being, Caleb. It’s exciting being at this age, the almost-thirty-something. Thea seems to hate getting older but I don’t mind. I don’t like my metabolism slowing down and all the delights that go along with that, but I like the idea of being in my thirties. Adds some respectability I think. Anyway, my in-laws became grandparents for the first time, something I’ve already experienced with my own parents. And it’s fun to watch. It’s fun to watch Thea and her brother and sister be all excited and wanting to hold the baby. It’s strange meeting this brand new little person and naturally loving him and knowing that he’s family. I remember the feeling with Lily and Annie.
You can check out a few pictures here.
We’re still in Mississauga. I miss the small-townyness of Burlington and Oakville but it’s wonderful being so close to church events. And now that I’ve transferred out here for work as well… life is good.
And the TV. I should makes sure this paragraph is shorter than the one on Caleb because that would be obscene. But in the week since the TV arrived I think I’ve plowed through dozens of my DVDs. My spell-checker doesn’t recognize “plowed.” Apparently it’s not familiar with agricultural metaphor. But the TV, I finally decided to get it when I found a great deal at Best Buy. It went against my desire to be frugal and practical with money (to which I’m not genetically predisposed), but I decided a small luxury that I approached with gratitude and contentment would be alright.
Now, of course, Thea complains that I love the TV more than her. But TV and I are still in the honeymoon phase. And you can mute a TV. Heheheh.
Finally, Pippin pooped on our rug on Saturday. No Sunday, because he got stuck down here while we were all at church. Regarding the size and potency, let’s just say that if we didn’t find the culprit at the scene of the crime Lola would have been the prime suspect.
