Little
Abigail received ‘news’ today. It was wonderfully sad news. Abi’s
sister, Alex, is moving out to live in college dorms at Westminister
College. The move is part of Alex’s ROTC nursing scholarship;
Westminister dorm life, Army leadership courses, and 0600 PT…what could
be better for a feisty 18 year old.
Alex’s
good friend, Ariel, returned from Marine Corp basic training at Parris
Island S.C. She was introduced to Abigail in uniform. She returned as
the top recruit for her class.
Abigail
had many visitors today; grandparents, neighbors, and maintenance men.
The most interesting of which was the lawn treatment guy. After
educating me about the differences between organic and non-organic
chickens in California and how they relate to the crab grass in my front
yard, he introduced himself to my wife while she was breast feeding…and
just stood there continuing to educate me (school and a show) – this time about how
vulnerable humans are with their Achilles tendon; apparently which is why my Blue
Healer can ‘take down a man’. Through all this, I never really learned how to get rid of
the crabgrass in my yard.
Opa
and Abuela Vandongen visited with gifts. They brought dinner and
birthday gifts for Samuel. Abigail wasn’t impressed by Sam’s 10th
birthday; but what sister is. It was a beautiful night on the deck with
Pele showing off his photogenic stature. Abigail wowed the grandparents
with her cooing, kicking, and bobble head.
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