The grin

We had a terrific time with H, A, and sweet B this weekend. They continue gradually to move their belongings out of their apartment and into their new house. A colleague of H’s is organizing a “welcome to the neighborhood” party for them next Sunday, most of the painting, refinishing, and plasterwork has been finished, and the ultimate move is seemingly imminent. They will be what a friend of mine used to call “estatic” to be back in a house of their own.

Next week, H, sweet B, and I will be day-walking up in their neck of the woods, with, we all hope, at least a few days with A.

B is signing away like crazy, dancing whenever she gets a beat, naturally demonstrating stunning intellectual and creative powers, and, as you can see, is developing into a jolly gourmand.



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