Saturday, April 4, 2009

When Peter Gives You Lemons


Last month, my dad's best friend Peter joined him for a few weeks as the two trucked their way across the United States.

Pete and dad have seen our country's highways together many times but this was the first trip they had taken together in many years. When they reached San Diego, dad spent a night at Pete and his wife's, The Wonderful Nancy, (Yes, that is her official name) home.

Pete picked fresh lemons and oranges from the trees growing in his back yard and sent dad home with a big bag full.

The fruit sat at Specialize for a few weeks when I arrived to snatch up the last few pieces and take them home.

We have enjoyed eating the oranges for late night snacks and putting slices of lemon in our sweet tea. I even made some tangy iced lemon cookies that were so good James and I didn't share them with anyone.

Last week, Lane started using his hands to grab objects - and immediately place them in his mouth. We got a great kick out of this and began actually using his toys. One night, as we ate dinner, I grabbed one of the two remaining lemons off of my homemade centerpiece and placed it on the tray of Lane's new walker.

He loved it. The bright yellow color instantly caught his eye. The size is just right for his little hands. The hard rind must feel great against his gums.

This morning, another member of our home got to enjoy the lemons. As Lane play with one, his little hand bumped it off the tray. The shorthair immediately snatched it up and took it outside.

Now, we are down to one lemon.

So Pete, I hope you are reading this and that there are still some lemons on those trees. Dad is heading out that way next week. We need some more lemons.

We love you Peter and Nancy. We look forward to our next adventure. And my son has heard all about what it is like to take a trip with his Pops and his Uncle Peter - he can't wait.

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