Sunday, August 11
Enjoyed my favorite flight to LAX on Southwest Air (www.swair.com), my favorite carrier. I can't say I'm the most frequent traveler on that route, but I did recognize at least one crew member from a previous trip.
And what do I find but a granddaughter who has doubled in size, smiles, and sparkling personality. I will try not to overdo it with the ga-ga stuff, but she IS amazing. I think I might have outdone Grandmama Roz for consecutive hours of not putting the baby down since my arrival.
Seamus and Aliyah have really got their act together since the early newborn days. They are wonderful parents. This week we are trying to establish a schedule for Yarden that will be the basis for her start of day care next week. Once we put the baby down, we enjoyed an al fresco dinner prepared by Seamus. Then I retired to my little corner of the world, the room in the back of the house that the kids have fixed up to make guests feel comfortable.
And at 3:00 AM, my body and bladder decided it was time to wake up. Didn't I know it was really 6:00AM? I debated going into the house to use the bathroom, but wasn't sure whether the new dog ("Oso" -- more about him later) would like a night prowler in the house. So I decided to use the portable chemical toilet the kids installed recently in the guest house - how convenient! And as I was marveling at the practicality of this facility, it gradually occurred to me that perhaps it was not functioning properly. Thus the title of this chapter ...
