Right now Bright is trying to occupy himself with a cheese grater while I am trying to sneak in a blog and while Daniel and the little boys are napping. Bright, thank you for being so gracious as to let me blog on these afternoons of your childhood. You are a good boy. Someday, when you have all this garbldy-gunk to read, maybe you'll be glad for it.
What was so important that I would sacrifice 20 minutes of time that I could be cuddling with my son in his Thomas underwear (which is the only thing he is still wearing today, and most days by 3 p.m.)? Our recent outing to Fayetteville, of course, centered around two of our favorite subjects: food and friends. In this case, both involve Asians (that's right, Alex, I am talking about you).
We went to our all-time favorite restaurant, which I have blogged about before, Taste of Thai, to eat our all-time favorite dish, Panang Curry, with Daniel's best college buddy, Alex Yu, and his wife of 9 years (that night), Betsy. We had not seen the Yus since before we both starting having kids. We had A LOT of catching up to do, which explains why we didn't get home until nearly 1 a.m.