Jeney: I dropped the soda

I asked Frank to bring me up a can of soda.

I can hear him saying, “Cold! Cold! Cold!” all the way from the fridge, up the stairs and to my room.

He hands me the can and starts to say something.  Now, Frank takes a while to start a sentence.  The first word usually takes about 5-10 seconds to materialize (all my boys have gone through this stage).  While he’s working on it, I am opening up the tab to the soda.

I wish I had waited for him to get the sentence out, because as I finally pop the top of the can, Frank says, “I dropped the soda”.

And now I’m covered in root beer.

Memory Jar

In honor of our family reunion today, I’m drinking my morning coffee from my 1996 Giuseponi etc. commemorative family reunion mug.

Eating, laughing and several choruses of “You Are My Sunshine” and “Que Sera Sera” played on the mandolins are sure to fill a jar like this to overflowing.

I love this idea – thanks for the inspiration inchmark.squarespace.com!