FUN IN THE SUN AND CLOUDS

We were blessed to be with our son and his family for nearly a week around Christmas this year. While our weather left a lot to be desired, I'm at a toss up as to what was the funniest event of the season.

It could have been our 13-month old granddaughter who went chasing after our older grandson's robot. It look a lot like a droid. It awakened me one morning talking in another room. I knew it didn't sound like anyone I knew and I didn't know our early waker was up and playing at 5:30. He assured me that no more robot play would take place before 7 AM and it didn't.

But what was funny was the way our little one followed the robot around. Finally there was someone smaller than she so she'd take off after him. She didn't know how to remote him, but as long as he was moving, so was she. One pair of shoes she has squeaks, well at least the right shoes does. It's not like my Pumas, which coincidentally has a right shoe squeak in it as well; hers are supposed to squeak but one squeaker's on the fritz. But to watch and listen was to laugh a little at least.

Our younger grandson had a brief conversation with our P.F. Chang's waiter one evening. Nathan started it when he was presented with a black napkin.

"You may want to watch me with this napkin. I stole one at another restaurant one time."

"Oh, you did?"

"Yep. Never saw a black one and I thought I could use it for a magic trick."

"Hmm."

"But I had to take it back when I got busted."

"Hmm."

"Good times. Good times."

Our older granddaughter is months away from her teen years, so her humor is more subtle most of the time. She makes us laugh a lot, too, but she's careful because she's working on coolness. I'll have to ask her what the funniest thing was that happened the week that was.

All I know, it was a great time. As soon as we got the house put back together and the Christmas decorations boxed and garaged away, I was missing them and ready to see them again.