Last night, the female Dawn Jogger went to the East Bay to attend Grace’s preschool Christmas party with her parents. The minute we arrived, Grace was whisked behind closed doors. We were told they’d all be getting into their costumes and doing some last minute rehearsing.
The gathered group of adoring parents and grandparents were treated to a sing-a-long featuring little drummer boys and snow flakes (“On your toes, girls,” Ms. Irene encouraged the performers.”) Need we mention how cute they all looked and how earnestly they sang…
Yes, the female Dawn Jogger could have put yet another photo of the Dish at dawn (yes, it was the usual Wednesday morning Dish run) but how much more cheery is validation of a Grace-filled visit. Thanks to the generosity of her mother Julie, Grace came over this afternoon – first to take a nap while Mom enjoyed a facial – and then to spend some time in Grace’s garden with “Grandpa Chrissy”, helping to harvest the latest bounty. It delights both the DGs that she somehow “gets” the garden – that it’s a place where things get picked and then eaten. Thanks to the male DG, she has a plentiful supply of now ready-to-be-eaten carrots from seeds she planted some months ago. She may not remember when but she sure likes the bounty. Around suppertime we hear she was spotted salsa dancing…
Grace got her egg hunt in in the DG’s backyard before the rain forecast for Easter Sunday arrived as scheduled, pushing activities indoor. One popular afternoon past time was “shopping,” putting on the orange ribbon that had wrapped a package (“So pretty!” she’d exclaim) and, with new UCLA Bruin purse in hand, disappear down the hall before reappearing with exuberance. Like all activities, repetition is key and, with success, increasing satisfaction…
So, yes it’s been a breathless 48-plus hours. Too busy to get grumpy and as the male DG says, “we just stump along.” Christmas breakfast and present opening at the Getze household (Julie, John and Grace) started the Christmas Day festivities. Short break and then they all reconvened for dinner (wow- traditional prime rib and creamed spinach! bigger wow – a cake that looked like a decoration!!!) at Grace’s fairy godmother’s home. Nothing beats two princesses getting better acquainted.
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Day two of ‘all about Grace’ featured Christmas Eve family service at Trinity (talk about joyous bedlam!), followed by traditional cracked crab dinner and the opening of one present on Christmas Eve. The latter ritual was started by the female DG’s mother for grandson John. Whatever gift was offered (often pj’s) would come in the same box every year. It’s been lovingly preserved and still hanging together some 30 plus years later. Tonight it housed a tutu for Grace.
Much merriment tonight at good friends in the City – the home of parents, like the DGs, of an only child. The two families have seen their children, John and Kyle, (10 years apart in age) go from tot to adult. Tonight a new tot was introduced to the faux family – two year old Grace. While Mom Julie’s family provides real aunts and uncles, Kyle (pictured left ) quickly volunteered to be another kind of aunt – not necessarily related by blood – just lots of enthusiasm.
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The male DG has been doing a series of profound posts about how traffic on his blog increases when he posts nothing. The female DG, too, watches traffic reports for Gimpy and Grumpy, and is always heartened, as the male DG is, when one of her four readers shows up. True, some people who are suffering from Achilles tendon injuries visit every once in a while, searching the web just as she did to find out options for treatment and real world experiences. But nothing boosts traffic more on Gimpy and Grumpy than a photograph of Grace. So, while she could have written yet another boring post about today’s session on the elliptical (gym is a good option on a cold rainy morning), she’ll just take the easy way out and use this bit of holiday cheer: Grace walking around the lake at Sharon Park (courtesy of the male DG’s photography prowess). For the record, the child size Santa hat is the best $1.00 she’s ever spent – thanks to Target.