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2/13/1999 Company11:45 a.m. Tab very kindly let me sleep late today. I went back to bed at 8 after I got the twins out of bed, and to my surprise I was able to fall back asleep. I didn't wake up until 10 a.m. I really needed those extra few hours. 3:55 p.m. Daniel was literally counting the hours today until his friend Danny arrived. He was playing with K'nex in his room after lunch and kept calling downstairs every few minutes to see how much longer until 2:30. When the doorbell rang, he flew down the stairs. He and Danny hugged each other so hard they fell on the couch. "You'd think they hadn't seen each other in weeks," commented Denise, Danny's mom. Except for a brief foray into Daniel's room and a juice and cookie break, they've spent most of their time at the computer. Danny's parents will probably not be too happy when he starts begging them to buy some of the games he's played here. He's already gotten them to buy him Lego Island, and now he's hooked on Toy Story Actvity Center. Danny is a nice boy, and so far this playdate has turned out very well. Denise has already invited Daniel to visit Danny next time. It's funny: several times Miss Dawn, Daniel's teacher, has commented that Daniel is most friendly with Kevyn. "Those two are always together," she said as recently as this week at the parent/teacher conference. But Danny is the one Daniel talks about most often, and when I ask him who he like most to play with, he always answers "Danny." I wonder whether Dawn is just not that observant of the kids' interactions, or if Daniel is not telling us everything. I tend to believe the former, however, because when I drop Daniel off, Danny is the one he runs to greet and when I pick him up he is usually playing with Danny. Tonight we may or may not have more company. We've invited Johnatha and Joyce over our house. It's not a visit to which we are looking forward, but I felt we had to extend the invitation before they went back to Florida. That departure cannot come too soon for Aunt Dot, from what we hear through the family grapevine. Instead of being a support to her mother in her time of grief, Johnatha fights with Joyce, complains constantly, and expects her mother to cook for them. Johnatha has recently stunned the family by her frequent comments about wanting to have a child. On her past two visits home she has been captivated by Cassidy, the adorable 2-year-old daughter of Tab's and Johnatha's cousin, Kelly. I can't imagine a worse mother than Johnatha: she is without doubt the most irresponsible person I have ever met. She hasn't worked for years, but lets her girlfriend du jour support her while she hangs out in bookstores all day, or attends weird New-Agey seminars, or cooks up one get-rich scheme after the other. She dragged Jane, her lover before Joyce, all over the country, from Forida to Hawaii to California to Arizona back to Florida where she then ditched her for Joyce. She has dumped several of her cats on her mother when she didn't want them any more; I wouldn't be surprised if she did the same thing to a child when she realized how much work was involved. Fortunately at the age of 44 she is unlikely to be able to get pregnant even if she did something as foolish as going to a sperm bank. Let's hope.
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