Forty five years ago, we hurriedly left 21 month old Kevin with a neighbor for our regular sitter was in California and headed the 55 miles towards Pierre. Ten miles outside town, we had a flat tire and as Harry hurriedly changed it, I figured we better hurry. Just an hour or so later, the dr. rushed in to the delivery room saying "Why didn't you come sooner?" As Renee was born, he handed her to a nurse saying she weighs about six pounds. Minutes later, the nurse was back saying "you're wrong, doc; she weighs 4 lbs, 13 ozs.
Today, we are in Santa Barbara celebrating with Renee, J Paul, Brittany and Brooke. The girls have been delights to be with while the parents went to Big Sur for 2 nights. We have played Spinner, Hand and Foot, Golf, and Harry has taught Brooke to play the uke. Brittany had practice Monday after school and a game at Malibu Tuesday with the varsity softball team. Tonight we will go watch Brooke's game and then Renee will bring Brittany to it after Brittany's practice is over. Meantime, I loaf and read and relax.
Tomorrow afternoon we head home to Bakersfield for four nights before heading to Kevin's.--by Anita
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