Another great day. Portia and I enjoyed a morning with friends (I can't wait for my Tuesdays and Thursdays with her), and Hugo had another successful day at school. He had French class today and was immediately eager to share his new knowledge with his French-speaking Yeh-yeh (his paternal grandfather). I notice how the children miss one another; they spent the afternoon together between our new treehouse and playing pediatrician (where Portia, among other ailments, suffered a broken blood vessel). Dinner conversation was quite involved, as well. Hugo's questions included the following: "Mama, did you know there were cold spots on the sun? I read that in the Discovery book I got from Boppa for my birthday." "No, I didn't know that," I responded. Then came whopper #2: "If some metals are so light, why do they sink in water?" I am starting to get a complex since I find myself deferring WAY too often to the omniscient 'BOPPA'- and he's only five, Hugo that is.
I'll get to posting a few pictures from our great trip to Germany soon. Since I am so touched by Hugo's and Portia's compatibility and frienship, this seems like an appropriate photo to end the day with. The sentimental me imagines my Hugo forever patiently waiting for Portia, despite having yesterday taken off on his journey into the "real world." This was taken on the Osterberg in Tuebingen, in southern Germany. We enjoyed a beautiful evening hike...
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