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Tuesday, July 05, 2005 Friday was our night to cook in Calistoga, so we got a cake for Sara's birthday. We of course all sang happy birthday. A little boy whose room was on the second floor above ours heard the singing and ran down with his father in tow. His father explained that the boy, Kyle, had heard the singing and was hoping there might be an extra piece. Naturally, there was, and we were happy to share. The next day we went out to the pool and Diane came over saying she wanted to intmoduce us to someone. "This is the man whose boy wanted some cake last night. They live right near you." Turns out, they're a couple, originally (and obviously) from Scotland, and they live just a couple of streets over. Their son was just three, so he and Jared are almost exactly the same age. We chatted and agreed we should exchange info so the boys can play together. Unfortunately, when all you're wearing is a swimsuit, a pen and paper can be difficult to come by, not to mention hang onto and keep dry. I did eventually get them our info. So far, we haven't heard from them, but I fully understand the challenges of getting back into the swing of things, both at home and at work, after a vacation, especially when you have kids. |
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