I spent the afternoon at Absolu Spa, thank you, Matt. Every muscle is relaxed, every pore is clean. Rarely do I pamper myself; the esthetician said I have good genes, thanks Mom!
Matt is cooking... imagine that. We usually eat around 11:00. We're munching Foi Epi. We have one month to drink Beaujolais Nouveau before they're all put out to pasture. I've got him drinking Cotes du Rhones, and we spent an hour trying to find a demi glace recipe. We love French fries. Our dear little francophile family.
Sam is really into YouTube now, mostly Elmo, Bert, Ernie. He's easy to please, like me. We watched "Happy Tapping" with Elmo about 29 times today. I held him up and let his feet brush my legs, making him believe in tapping too. He was so giddy. I cherish every moment with that baby. I've turned into my father (as if I hadn't already), and I make up at least 10 songs a day about the ongoings of "Sam." He's a natural born protagonist, that kid. He will be the feature of my prose for years to come.
Matt is singing "I've Got Two Eyes" to Sam in the kitchen right now...I must intervene. Sam prefers a soprano on this one.
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