Tuesday, March 4, 2008

What was I saying?

I was going to write all about how I went to the Ducks game last night and how I know absolutely nothing about hockey but really like going to games because it's so action packed and fast paced and really cool to watch and the fans are CRAZY. And then I was going to write about how I got to have lunch with Gloria today and how it's nice to have friends who have known you so long -- long enough to remember those days of really bad hair and still want to spend time with you. (Happy birthday Tammy & Gloria!).

But all those things got pushed to the side of my brain because Ben the Blessed Nephew, the Golden Child, Heir to the Knecht Family Silver and Part Time Winston Churchill Impersonator has returned from his sojourn in the Frozen Tundra. And he brought his mom Stacy with him. There are few people funnier than Stacy. It's a good thing she made it into our family. She'd be wasted anywhere else. We spent the evening watching Ben do amazing things like crawl and drool and gnaw on the doggie bed. He's a genius.


Bronwyn James said...

There's nothing cuter or brillianter or captivatinger than nieces and nephews!

Chris said...

Pictures! We want pictures!

Gina said...

Ditto Chris

Anonymous said...

So when do we get to hear about those other less important things?

Valerie said...

Um, listen Rachel. I don't mean to make you feel badly, but seriously, all those things you described Ben doin; crawling, drooling, and so on; they don't sound all that impressive. I've seen other babies do these exact same things.

Now, I'm not saying they wouldn't be impressive if he were, say, on a tightrope the whole time. Or while spinning plates, or anything else circus related.

I don't know, maybe I just need more information.

Oh, and please do tell Stacy hi for me, when you get a chance. Remind her of the good times at Dr. Bladh and Boyer. Ask her how her eyes are doing. Tell her mine are fine, if she asks back.