Ry had a play date with his “girlfriend” yesterday, and she stayed for dinner. As I write, it occurs to me, we don’t normally have his friends home “for dinner.” In fact, we’re lucky to have all of us home at the same time “for dinner.” So for a night, I felt like I living an episode of some family sitcom, where people say things like, “just be home in time for dinner…Come and get it…Wash your hands for dinner.” Even Ry’s girlfriend reminded me of Marcia Brady of the Brady Bunch at 6.
She has long brownish blonde hair, big blue eyes, and wore a colorful 70′ swirly print dress. She has a warm spirit and enthusiastically engaged around a conversation about kindergarten A. Having another female at the table definitely tamed the ‘boy energy.” The pasta was actually eaten. Ry and J suspended their “it’s not fair/he’s copying me/S. T. O. P. !!!!! it” for the night”. I liked the change. I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have a daughter…and/or a maid named,”Alice.”