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So Rey ate a ton of popcorn chicken during lunch at Lori's, and after trying to make Ed eat one, he started to ham it up for the camera.
Oh! Are you pointing that camera at me?
Oh I couldn't possibly, I'm not made up!
Is this my best side?
It's good to be beautiful!
Still shooting?
Um, my orange. Is it still there? Shall I eat the rind?
EASTER
by Carolyn
Special to Wintrompo
Easter is over and forgotten by many. But in our house it goes on, thanks to grandparents.
Our actual Easter day was low-key...
...since Rey’s too young to dye eggs and I don’t really feel like explaining the whole resurrection thing to him yet either. He had brought home a little basket from Ana’s Family Daycare, but he was more interested in the plastic grass and eggs than the chocolate. Tom wasn’t unhappy with that arrangement and stepped up to his fatherly duty of making sure the chocolate didn’t go to waste. Rey did receive a stuffed duck from our home-based Easter bunny, complete with polka dots and buttons. But that was all in the past.
At least, until Friday night. We knew there was a package coming and we had received a notice from our friendly neighborhood UPS guy, but he was snoozing or something so a whole day went by and we didn’t get another notice or a package. Then Friday, post bath, Rey’s already in his pajamas and the doorbell rings. It’s 7:30 PM. Who could it be? Rey runs to the door expectantly, cute little doggie pajamas on, then gets all shy when the door actually opens. It’s UPS! Wait—7:30 on Friday? What was this guy doing all day? Never mind, we’re just glad to get the package.
We all go to the kitchen to open the package. Rey is clearly excited and curious. He waits while we open the box, and there’s another, smaller box inside concealing the contents. We set it down on the floor and lift off the smaller box.
“It’s BUNNIES!” Rey shouts. It’s possibly the best package he’s received in his short life. Yes, it’s a basket of no less than seven “bunnies.” Technically, one is a pig, there’s also a cow and a lamb, but for the purpose of this discussion they’re bunnies. They are very cutely attired in handmade sweaters and dresses and we hastily snip them out of their basket and Rey grabs them all and plays with them the rest of the evening.
Shortly after this it’s bedtime. I attempt to leave the bunnies on the floor, but no, the bunnies have to join us in the rocking chair and Rey snuggles up them while I’m singing. Then, yes, the bunnies go into the crib with Rey.
“It’s a lot of bunnies,” he murmurs as I’m setting him down into his crib.
Do I need to mention everyone joined us in bed the next morning?
Thanks, Grandma Suzy and Grandpa Phil.
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Rey's SF adventure began Friday the 16th at around 10:30am, when I bundled him into the car
and drove over to the Ashby Bart station. It was Rey's first ride on Bart and I wondered if he would be scared or excited or both. As it turned out, he loved it, but was totally overwhelmed. He sat on my lap for the entire trip, which is totally unusual, just staring out the window.
When we got to SF we got off at Montgomery station and everybody stopped on the long stairs up to watch Rey climb up, he was so cute, but took up allot of room on the stairs. Still everybody stopped to let him go by. I was totally surprised.
We got up to the sidewalk, and Rey was really excited. All the hustle and bustle and everybody tromping down the sidewalk. We walked down to cross 3rd St, and on the other side Rey said "Do you want to run!" and took off running down the sidewalk. Everybody smiled and laughed as he flailed down the sidewalk, arms waving wildly, with me trotting along behind. He would have kept running right past my office, so I had to head him off and turn him in there.
Inside Rey met like thirty people, including my boss and buddy Ed, and my ex boss and buddy Bruce. Lily gave him a little monkey, and Will gave him a Stegasaurus. Rey kept hold of those all day.
Then we went to C's office and met a bunch more people, and Adam gave Rey a little lizard with movable arms, which he also hung onto all day.
Then, C and Rey and I went to Lori's for lunch. We met Bruce and Ed there, and Ed was kind enough to take a few photos. Rey ate so much food I could not believe it. Fried chicken nuggets, an entire orange, tomato slices, a load of yogurt, the orange plate garnish, french fries, and more. Good job Rey!
Following is the Yogurt Series:
More to come!