The only person who was not thrilled with her visit was Michael. Maybe he didn't get the social gene, or maybe it's his age, but he took awhile (24-48 hrs!) to really warm up to her. Of course, Emily took about 2 minutes, and Sophie about 1/2 second. After Michael claimed she was "skawee" her nickname became Scary Aunt Mary. He called her that, when he didn't refer to her as "Who dat lady, me no like huh". By Monday he was all smiles when he saw her, probably because he knew she was on her way to the airport. Ironically, when he woke up from his nap that afternoon he asked me, "Where Ant Madgee go, I miss huh". He's the sensitive one of the three, of that there is little doubt. Here are some pictures from the weekend.
Sophie talking on the banana phone before it gets added to the smoothie recipe.





In other news, I visited my optometrist today, and as I expected I need reading glasses. Yes, I am officially OLD!! Go ahead and gloat Joan, remember a few years ago when we went out for dinner and I almost fell out of my chair laughing when you pulled out yours? Yes, what goes around comes around.