Cream (not C.R.E.A.M.)

Today, Wendy and I went down to O.C. with my sister Angelyn and brother-in-law Carlos to my parents' house. My brother Greg and his daughter Saoirse came up from San Diego. There wasn't really an occasion like a birthday or holiday or anything. We just hadn't hung out for a while.

Saoirse is the first grandkid of her generation, and you might have seen her on the cover of the Kumquat baby clothes catalogue. Today was the first time she had strawberry shortcake! Actually, at 2 1/2, she knows all about strawberries and shortcake, but this was her first experience with whipped cream. Her eyes got super wide when it was sprayed out of the Reddi-Wip cannister. "Do you like it?" we asked. "I do! I do! I do!" was her spirited response. She looked like she was going to explode.

She's also into rolling the yoga ball all over the house and walking up and down stairs. Sometimes it takes a little kid to remind you how cool simple things are.

Afterwards, Wendy and I went to the art show at Junc (the backside of GRSL) where I saw a lot of friends and met Allison Cole. Cool because (1) the Providence indie comics artist has suggestions about what to do in our upcoming trip to Boston and (2) I picked up a flyer for a show with Slayer and Mastodon. Whoa... Saw them on tour together last year and they were amazing.