Blog falls to the bottom again.
I sort of lost momentum when I stopped finding reliable wireless, so the vacation posts went by the wayside. I should comment on how kind everybody was. Though it's a small corner of the blogosphere, I should report my host's graciousness to the internet sprites. John, Cathy, Gary, Lou, our Yuanling Group, Peter, Yoshi, and Gina, Nick and Monique were great hosts, and went out of their way to make us feel welcomed. Thanks, guys.
It was a lot of driving and hanging out with our adult friends, and I worried about the Poppy-eye view of things. I'm certain she got bored, sometimes. However, she adored being fussed over, and had a great time watching the atrociously cheesy show at Medieval Times. Hugely great. Really, I was a little befuddled by how great a time she had watching scripted fighting with forsooth-ized wrestling commentary. The food wasn't nearly as bad as I remembered it. There's one near you.
She took the lead from her mother: "Hit him in the guts!" and then, "I really don't like that yellow knight, but he sure is cute."
It starts so soon.
Really, I've been noticing that Poppy can do things this summer that she couldn't do before: talk to strange kids with relative ease, and swim the length of a big pool (with water wings, but still) being two. These periods seem to come along. Couldn't talk - can talk. Reading multi-syllabic words of the juice box. Using a mouse competently. It's always a little disorienting and exhilarating, at the same time, to watch her get stronger, smarter, and bolder.
I am reading, keeping up on writing my third to be unpublished novel, exercising, working with Poppy. That's about all I have time for. I have the sneaking suspicion that other pursuits may get derailed this summer, like games and blogs and writing short stories. Lets hope not.