SATURDAY

The sun arrived at 5:45 on Saturday morning. The day was startlingly bright; the air was still, the birds were busy. We go to Jason's Deli for lunch - Sam, Rachael, Abby, Daddy and I. Very crowded, people overflowing onto the patio and into the 80' day. We sit inside. Rachael's order - steamed vegetables and vegetable soup. I have a mini ice cream cup appetizer. We take a couple pics for you.

On the way home, sibling pinch-fighting reveals the uncomfortable fact that Sam  has named his nipples. Since the question will haunt you:  "Titty Roosevelt" and "Poke-ahontas". Disturbingly, they are male and female. More disturbingly - siblings.

Now home, I call Abby (who has gone to King Soopers with Rach). Simultaneously, Sam calls me on the house phone. I talk with a phone at each ear. They yell at each other across the supermarket aisle. Sam wants to know if I have just a little Dawn dish-washing liquid, just one or two squirts. I dare not wonder why.