Sleigh Rides
Joe had a question for Puck that morning. Did he want to be the “signature person” for the wedding, and wear a tux?
“What’s a signature person?”
“You would greet people at the door in a suit and ask them to sign their names in a book.”
“I am very interested in that idea,” he informed me, rolling back and forth on the too-small rocking horse he had dragged up from the basement.
The eaves dripped. Even with the freezing rain of Sunday night, that I’m not actually certain did happen, the roofs and driveways were still lightly powdered.
It was pretty bitter by 2:30 as we walked out into the 90 minutes of necessary shopping. Three more gifts: mugs of chocolate and colored pens for Puck’s various church teachers. And a giant hoagie for dinner. Sometimes it pays to be lazy. “Lazy.”
Puck hit pavement as soon as we got back. All of his neighbor buddies were ice sledding a few doors down.
“MOM! MOM! CAN YOU OPEN THE GARAGE SO I CAN GET MY OWN SLEIGH!”
He and about four other kids scratched up and down the crystallized driveway. About half an hour later, I saw him haul off the old baby stroller, too, for “little sister’s” Barbies. Or Donkey. Puck ran back to his room to pull him off his bed.
“Here. You can stroller him if you want.”
I like it that watching my son play in this environment can somehow remind me of my parents playing street games in the 60’s.
When “rosy cheeks” joined me for dinner, we switched on “I Love Lucy” while Puck cracked open a pomegranate, showering dark red juice all over the keyboard of my laptop.
Puck’s Blog: Day #14
It’s cool that I’m going to be in the wedding, but I’m not very glad that I’m not the ringer, you know the guy who carries the ring? (Well, it’s better not to be the ring bearer because you’d have to stand up in front of everyone the whole time.) You mean I have to tell the ceremony? I have to stand up there and not say anything? (Right. Instead, you can sit and relax. But what do you mean by “tell the ceremony”?) I mean ask them questions like, “Are you not going to get unmarried?” And stuff.