Uncle M and Aunt Wizzie arrived from Houston on Friday morning wondering how long before The Dragon Boss threw up on each of them. It happened almost upon arrival in the Mission suburbs, The Dragon Boss tagging first Margarine on his blue oxford, then Wizzie on her blue sweater.
In retaliation, they put him in burnt orange and practiced a day in the life of...Baleen and Hopalong as we put The Dragon Boss in the stroller and visited Sun Fat and then Whole Foods for our seafood paella fixings.
Friday night ended as it normally does, with a 7.15pm bath and a feeding, while the big, big event was the anticipation over how The Dragon Boss would react when Uncle Margarine dipped him in the bath. Would we see the furrowed brow and stare down that he used on PaPa? Or would there be an understanding between the uncle and nephew who supposedly share a likeness and a similar temperament, at least during their first few months on this Earth? I know the answer and you probably do, too. At least Uncle Margarine does.
In retaliation, they put him in burnt orange and practiced a day in the life of...Baleen and Hopalong as we put The Dragon Boss in the stroller and visited Sun Fat and then Whole Foods for our seafood paella fixings.
Friday night ended as it normally does, with a 7.15pm bath and a feeding, while the big, big event was the anticipation over how The Dragon Boss would react when Uncle Margarine dipped him in the bath. Would we see the furrowed brow and stare down that he used on PaPa? Or would there be an understanding between the uncle and nephew who supposedly share a likeness and a similar temperament, at least during their first few months on this Earth? I know the answer and you probably do, too. At least Uncle Margarine does.
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