Monday, November 02, 2009

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jog

Iain slumbers blissfully in his crib, in his own personal room in his own personal house. He's tired, of course, from saying "BYE!!" at the top of his lungs to approximately 400 people and fifty-seven airplanes, trucks, and other airport vehicles.

We had a great time, complete with a little soiree yesterday. My parents invited many of their friends to come by and greet The Pasha. The idea was that rather than try to take his cranky butt all over town, people could drop in, get a taste of the greatness, and then go their merry way. Also, they could have some cheese and crackers.

It was a success. Iain took a power nap just before the thing really got moving, so he presided with grace and smiles rather than wobbly chins and protestations of "NO!" But by 5 o'clock he was back to his favorite social interaction: "Bye!" "Bye!" "Bye!"

I can also report that he has learned a new cartoon character. This time, it's Betty Boop, to whom my mother introduced me when I was a girl, and to whom I think she was also introduced as a girl. So now Iain is the third generation to discover that in the 30's people loved a woman with no neck and practically no skirt who liked to sing and had a curious social life involving Grampy and sometimes other folks.

You can get a taste of the Betty Boop approach to the Hatfield/McCoy feud in her 1939 cartoon, "Musical Mountaineers." It's not complimentary, FYI.

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