Old Fart meets ankle biters.
For some reason the girls were very excited by the visiting ROBCHAZ! (Maybe it was the name.) They decorated their room, including a sign to Dad saying
"DO NOT TUCH" and "No TUCH tomorrow" so that he wouldn't clean their masterpeice.
I told Caitlin that Robchaz was an old friend of mom and dads, and she was all quiet for a while. So finally I said Robchaz is a different kind of name, huh?
"YES!!! YES It is!" (she'd been stewing on that one)
I told her he was a fun guy, and was a teacher for years and years, and now was retired. No more questions, hours pass.
Later she asked, "when are Nana and Papa going to be here with the new substitute? " . . .
It's just a Caitlin thing; that makes me smile.
Anyway, Robchaz is a great guy, and it was good to see him even for just 1 hour. Take Care Robchaz, best wishes and hello's to your family.
1 comment:
Ok, your ankle biters are really the cutest ones out there. And insightful...their note, sort of like what we leave on the hotel door telling Consuela to just leave the room messy for another day or so!
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