|Letter from Los Angeles
||Tuesday | 30 June 2015
Los Angeles, California: A solo trip to
Los Angeles. DT has remained at The Manor. Something about a tee time and a
meeting. Neither of his appointments require my presence, so I put myself on a
plane to see my grandchildren.
Just a quick visit; just a few days.
Lucy (10 months) is cutting a top tooth. She is feeding herself finger-foods as
fast as Lisa can put food (tonight: roasted cauliflower, roasted potatoes, pita
bread with hummus and fresh tomatoes) on the high chair tray.
Happy all the time. Smiling all the time. Pulling herself up
to standing. Waves bye-bye. Plays peek-a-boo like it's her job.
Her brudder, Leo (4 in August), is busy with summer camps and
A charmer. Sweet, but all-boy these days. Leo will still cuddle for a moment or
two and allowed me one lullaby tonight (Janis Joplin, Oh Lord, Won't You Buy
Me a Mercedes-Benz... I must have crooned this song a thousand times to
him.) It won't be long before that little tradition will stop. Leo's getting old
enough now to realize his Bubbe can't sing.
Until my next update, I remain, your grandmotherly correspondent.
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