The Rules and Regulations of Visionaries

Frank and I stayed over night at the Nicholas House. We each got to write up an incident report based on guests complaining about each other.

Frank refused to sleep on the pull-out couch when we saw roaches crawling on it. He slept in the truck outside.

Dinner was good. A spicey meatloaf with potatoes. Served by team leader Charlene and her family.

We spent much of the evening discussing some of Frank's latest inventions. The biggest one is the coke can protector. It's a plastic cover that comes on the can. You peel it off to insure you have a clean surface to drink from. And we both gave a thorough read of Funk & Wagnal's Encyclopedia, Letter A, while the other slept.

Made for a good review in the morning of AIDs, Alaska, and Aerosol.

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The whole family (sans Grant in Orlando playing ultimate) gathered at Carol and Bob's this morning for Eric's 1st birthday party brunch. Pat and Bob Ettensohn flew down to spend the weekend. I was very tired.

As Eric is getting older, Danny is enjoying playing with him more. Danny does not understand why he will not be able to play with his new baby sibling right away. He was disappointed when Kathy explained that the baby would mostly sleep.

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We had a showing of the house yesterday afternoon. The four of us went to Lucky Shoals park for a picnic lunch. Nicole taught Danny how to navigate under the over-hand bars. Danny was so excited that he came running to tell Kathy and me what he had done. We watched, and had to contain our laughter everytime his grip would loosen, he would look groundward, and fall with a bounce. He tried more than 20 times to go across, until his hands were red and bottom sore. I finally told him that he had done real well making it almost half way and that he should give his hands a rest. He was very proud, and so was his teacher. [See: Naked Doll Rule and Victory.]

Mom had a vision that we would sell the house in 2 months. Kathy had "the dream" last Thursday night. This is the dream that determines (predicts?) the sex of the baby. Baby boy.

I'm not knocking intuition. Sounds like it will get Danny a baby brother and get us out of these shrinking quarters.

Although, a baby girl would be just fine. But it worries me that a baby girl may cancel out Mom's vision. Don't really know the rules and regulations of visionaries.