Cassius did not want to be in the NFL viewing party picture, but he's under there somewhere. |
Mamy's sister Helen and brother Paul were in town, and so I invited them all over to our house for dinner. Mom roasted a chicken and I did, too, and we all know Maceo loves him a roasted chicken. Cassius was entranced by Uncle Paul, whom he had never met, and wanted to show him his new book on cool cars. Maceo just wanted to eat some chicken.
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Here, Uncle Paul is showing Cassius how far away Oregon really is on our states map placemat. |
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You can see in the back the car discussion continuing unabated. Maceo just wanted to eat some cake. |
Now that's some Chinese! (Or so I've been told. I don't speak Chinese. So I have no real idea.) |
The boys have been way into riddles lately, and Cassius told me this one. "I was walking down the street, and I closed my eyes. When I opened them, I was in jail. What happened?" "I don't know, what?" "Who knows!"
I don't get it.
Finally, the boys went over for a dinner party with Grandpa and Grandma Sue, who have been traveling a lot recently and haven't seen the boys. When I went to pick them up, game night was in full swing, and I got immediate updates on who had been winning and what the scores were.
Maceo and Grandma Sue played dominoes. Cassius and Grandpa played Big Boggle. |
Cassius did ask if he could have dessert at home because they'd had jello and "I don't like jello." Grandpa swung around. ""You can't say you don't like something if you don't try it!" he exclaimed. Someday that logic will sink in to Cassius's little tousled head.