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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