Drew and Rachel had MLK Day off, but I didn't (Willamette is a private school), but I did go to an MLK Day breakfast in Portland this morning for the Oregon Area Jewish Committee and decided to work from home. It was lovely to be able to take the bus downtown and back; it made me realize how much I miss public transportation.
I spent most of the day working on my Africa story and even managed to grab a quick swim at the community center, which had limited lap time because of the holiday. Drew and Rachel went grocery shopping and met a friend of hers, Devin, at the Children's Museum. Rachel has been clamoring for a sleepover with Devin, so hopefully they can schedule one soon.
Apparently when the playdate was nearing an end, Devin started fussing a little and Rachel said calmly, "It's okay, Devin. Playdates end and that's what happens and you can't be greedy for more. Besides, remember how happy you were at the beginning of the playdate."
Devin stomped toward the door and Linda, Devin's mom, told Drew, "I don't know if Devin's buying that."
I told Rachel tonight that I was so proud of her for saying that to Devin. Really, it sometimes feels as if we're living with a 68-year-old grandma.
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