The Big Day, and See You Later

Monday, August 18

Today Yarden starts "school", her nursery day care. It's a great facility that Dick and I were fortunate enough to visit earlier this summer -- professional, caring, secure, and all those good things. Aliyah and Seamus are very organized this morning: instructions printed out for the caregivers, clothing and equipment assembled, breast milk bottled and stored. I'm impressed, but surmise they will realize soon enough that not every morning departure will go as smoothly.

I wish I could say that I took a picture of this momentous occasion, but I couldn't. I come undone, although I promised myself I wouldn't.

So I have a suggestion for future farewells for all of us with children/grandchildren who live a distance away. My cousin and his beautiful family, who live in Costa Rica and visit the States frequently, simply say "see you later." It's better than "goodbye", and it's true.

This is the end of the blog. (Sorry, Rosaline, you will have to find another daily distraction). Thanks to Seamus and Aliyah for creating this beautiful child and for sharing her with me for one whole week. It was a chance of a lifetime! And I leave you with one more photo. You should know, Yarden, that Grammy -- and Da, and Bubbe and Grandpa -- will always be there right behind you.

BMw

Sunday, August 17
Today is party day. Seamus' little friend James is having a 7th birthday party in Griffin Park in Pasadena. (This story could get confusing with all the Seamuses and the Jameses). Of course, once Yarden arrives in her cute little outfit and hat, she steals the show. At some point I have to deal with the matter of changing Yarden's diaper. There is no flat surface nearby, but Seamus points out a table way across the field that would be suitable. Just then a delightful lady named Jennifer, who has already oohed and aahed over Yarden, asks if she can help. Her car is parked nearby and in the shade and we could change Yarden's diaper in the front seat. I hesitate for a moment but she says, "What the hell, it's my ex-husband's car." So off we go. Since this car is a very sporty low slung convertible, we decide to use the trunk of the car as the changing table. And that's how Yarden was introduced to a BMw. Kind of gives new meaning to the acronym, don't you think?

Keep on Rollin'

Saturday, August 16

I think I can safely say it's official now - Yarden knows me. She looks me in the eye and smiles directly at me when she awakens. She knows my voice. My laugh scares her (that's all right, it scares Dick too). She knows my scent (Irish Sprung). This is so exciting and yet so heartbreaking (to me, anyhow) because I have only two days left.

So here's some happy news. Yarden officially rolled all the way over today. Not just half way with her arm stuck underneath, but all the way. She didn't like it, but I'll bet she keeps trying.

The Fan Club

Saturday, August 16

Yarden has the undivided attention of both Daddy and Grammy today. Mommy has to continue the shoot and won't be home until late. Seamus and I decide to go out to lunch - it's such a rare treat to spend some down time together. We go to a barbeque place in LA (yum!) and enjoy lunch while Yarden naps in her stroller. When she wakes up she thinks that perhaps she is in heaven. What is that she sees on the ceiling? Not one fan, not two fans, but 12 - count 'em -- 12 fans!!! Good thing she is strapped into that stroller. Otherwise she'd be jumping around doing a jig. Sorry, I didn't get a picture of it.