Grandkiddle O!

O & TAB making a break for it

“You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”
~Winnie the Pooh (A.A. Milne)

Yesterday, The Amazing Bob and I braved the weekend Cape bound traffic so that we could go visit The Green Miles en familglia. It’s summer—EVERYone goes to the Cape. Unless of course they’re headed for Maine or the Berkshires or the White Mountains or some such. We’ve not seem Miles, Bethanie and Olivia in much, much too long (possibly a whole month!)—I simply had to put my muscular driving anxiety aside.

See? I can so be a mature, un-neurotic adult!

As luck would have it, traffic wasn't wickedly heinous AND, flying in the face of my usual talents for misplacement, I only got us slightly lost. Yea me.

TAB wore his special Winnie the Pooh shirt just for little Olivia's entertainment. I bought him that T when I was up in the Orkney Islands for the very first time. Yes, Pooh doesn't exactly evoke Norse dreams and the Orkneyinga Saga BUT it was perfect for him and not a design I'd seen at home.

Can I have cheesecake now?

In any case, O and TAB bonded over the bear. TAB's a natural with the wee ones—cats and kids certainly.

“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?”
~Winnie the Pooh (A.A. Milne)

At lunch the two of them had a fine time with TAB's french fries. They played dancing wiggly worms with them. Ya know, it's always a strange event when I'm the low-key, staid one in the bunch. OK, so was Miles.

“The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.” 
~Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne

Despite yesterday's sober display, Miles and I are NOT Eeyore (who I love but don't wanna emulate. Well, except for the deep thinking shit. That's good, right?).

I believe, next time Olivia's up here, we'll have to go for a little ocean float. Afterwards, TAB can begin teaching her how to throw junk and then he can introduce her to the joys of Saint Fratelli's half moons.

Of course.