Regan is the 19-year-old daughter of Jeannette, one of my longest-time friends, and tonight she came over for dinner. She's a freshman at George Washington University -- took a year off to study in Turkey -- and we had a delightful time.
Despite a pretty epic dessert fail, I managed to re-make it and dinner got on the table just after 8. Dessert was chocolate pots de creme (Regan is gluten intolerant, so no flour) and flourless peanut butter cookies, which Rachel loved -- who would have thought my kid would like peanut butter cookies? She suggested I make them as treats for her sleepover next Friday with Sydney -- and Regan seemed to like the meal. We talked about all sorts of things: college, her life living abroad and in Florida, what she wants to do when she finishes up (live abroad and hopefully work for the Tokyo Olympics in 2020). One of the great advantages of having kids later than everyone in your peer group -- okay, WAAAY later than everyone in your peer group -- is you get to see how their kids turned out and hopefully glean some great parenting insight.
Regan looks exactly like Jeannette and Drew had no trouble finding her at the Metro station. It was really weird to see that her long hair, her gestures, her way of speaking were exactly like her mom's. She appeared charmed by Rachel, even letting Rachel braid her hair at one point. Hopefully she'll be able to come back and baby-sit sometime.
Today was a yucky errand-running day (poor Rachel), but we got a bunch of them done so that next Saturday we are going to do something fun together without worrying about chores or bill paying or house cleaning or entertaining. Reason enough to give thanks, I should think.
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