Gimme Some Sugar!!!

The other day I was changing Paul. I couldn't hear Finn so I knew she was up to trouble. When I came out to the kitchen she was sitting on the floor, she had a tablespoon in her hand and she was eating sugar from the sugar bowl. (Not sure how she managed to get it off the counter). She had no idea that this was not perfectly acceptable so when she saw me she smiled and said "yummy-yummy". (In this deep little voice that she reserves for this particular sentiment alone) I said "No... honey... no... sugar is just for cereal and coffee". She was disappointed when I took the bowl away. Since then whenever we ask what she wants for dessert her first suggestion is "sugar"?

Paul: We went out shopping today. No fewer than 5 other shoppers stopped me to comment on his crazy hair. Enjoy it now Paul, with your genetics you won't have it for long.

Dad Memory: I had a bunch that came to me. First, my Dad was a very good waterskiier. When I was a kid he'd entertain us with many tricks. He would start out by standing on the dock. He'd step into the water just as the rope got tight... and away he went. (Or if it didn't work then there would be an equally entertaining wipe out just in front of the dock.) Also, he could hold the rope with his foot (no hands). At the end of the ski... he'd ski right up onto the beach... so he wouldn't get wet (at least that was always the plan). He also liked to bend down and grab a drink of water with his hand while he was skiing.

If he was driving the boat while we went tubing... then he would try to make us fall off. He'd slow the boat down to make a huge wake, then circle back to take the person on the tube through the huge waves. I remember when he did this trick to SBP in 2005. He turned to me and said "watch this". Then Ben caught so much air that we could see sky under the tube. After he dumped a tube rider... he always laughed like this "hey-hey-hey-hey.