Sophie's relatives in Georgia and North Carolina sure know how to spoil a girl:
Two piggy banks
One toy dog
Two teddy bears
One blue stuffed reindeer
One bunting
Seventeen books
One stuffed octopus
One jogging suit
One red corduroy jumper
One Christmas stocking with sundries inside
Two hats
One pair of mittens
One yellow scarf
and
One red convertible
So Donno says the red convertible is for ALL the grandchildren, but let's be honest: Anna Catherine's gonna wear it out before Sophie and Lulu turn two. Note: observe how frightened James is of his sister's driving. This is called foreshadowing for all you Biology majors.
We also got to digest the rewards of Donno's cooking marathon all season long: crabcakes with a red pepper sauce and homemade, deep fried hush-puppies; standing prime rib roast with Yorkshire pudding and French onion soup; pork tenderloin with a yummy cranberry chutney; black-eyed peas with Great Grandmother Maud's chili relish; some egg and creamed spinach breakfast concoction that I don't have a name for but is soooooo good on Christmas morning with sausage and biscuits and sliced citrus fruits. Ah, culinary heaven. Thanks Mom!
Oh yes, I forgot. One pair of fur trimmed boots.
My baby is far more stylish than I will ever be.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
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4 comments:
So, your daughter is pimped out, eh? What does philospher-daddy think of all this? :)
He's indulgent, even about the fur boots, although he's a vegetarian now. Yes, that's right. Carl's a Republican vegetarian.
Hey - those were *my* crab cakes with red pepper sauce! Well, the second time anyway...
And, yes, James is wise beyond his years and we fear teenager-dom - or is it teenagerdoom?
Sophie-girl, you are in high fashion with your fur-trimmed boots and striped pants. I love the look and love you, too.
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