Such a nice pre-birthday.  The birthday cards came today.  And Dick and Brenda sent flowers, a special surprise.  It is a beautiful arrangement of cut flowers with a Happy Birthday balloon.  The balloon made me think very happily of Waylon.    Anytime a balloon came into the house, he would make a mad dash for it and bit the ribbon holding it and turn that balloon into a free range ballon that floated around the house until it deflated.
Dick took me out to dinner with Jim and Michelle and Bobbie and Bill.  We went to a restaurant on south 8th Street called Nonna Maria.  It is not very big but serves wonderful Italian/Sicilian food.  I had Pasta with Sicilian sauce and sausages.  It came with a nice crisp salad and fresh Olive Bread.  We had Tomato Crostini before the meal for appetizer and it was so good.  A lovely evening with lovely company.  Tirimisu for dessert.. Num Num.  They have a nice website.  www.foodspot.com/nonnamaria.   Check it out.  It is another place that we could take Dick and Brenda too.  A good selection of vegetarian and/or seafood dishes.  All prepared fresh while one waits.
I suddenly remembered a little story about Bret when he was in Kindergarten.  He was in a small class of about 18 kids.  16 little boys and 2 little girls.  He had a teacher called Miss Gammel who was marvelous.  She suffered from Hypoglycemia and had 18 little kids swearing to her that they NEVER ate sweets.  
The incident that I remember, however, is this.   Bret came home from school one day and told me that there had been a fight and one of the boys hit another one twenty two times.  Five year olds are really funny.  I told Miss Gammel and we both marveled at how he managed to come up with a number so specific.
She was a great teacher and had them doing preliminary reading by the end of the year.  She taught them the an e on the end of a word makes the vowel "say its own name."  A very clever way of introducing the long sound of the vowel.
Have a nice Sunday.  We had sunshine most of the and just enough rain to water the plants on the deck this evening.
Love
Mary
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