And, from the land of Nod...

I'm down in MA for the weekend- birthday for one nephew; First Communion for another. Apologies to all MA friends for not notifying/contacting; a sleepless night on Amtrak and a late-departing commuter rail train = very groggy uncle Coyote. Delightful pics of Patrick D, Miss Meaghan and the Mighty Matty (including one pic of him I have to make a user pic- the most adorable grumpy face ever); a sister who's delighting in telling me what I am and am not doing tomorrow; two new friends on the friends list; good times :)

That was odd, as flashbacks go

Just had a moment where my niece Meaghan took a momentary break from using Uncle Coyote as a human trampoline, and leaned down to look at my goatee; she dangled her hair in my eyes, and I remembered what is quite possibly my earliest memory- of my sister (who looked exactly like Meaghan, when she was that age) doing the exact same thing.








...I think I'm going to stop blowing up balloons now.