A mother, a grandmother, and two great grandparents

CELESTE! the movie

Sister Time

My sister, Siri, visited over the weekend and it was an absolute blowout! (As I type the word "blowout" I realize that it has certain yucky new connotations, but that played no part in the visit.)

Celeste loved smiling and waving with her Aunt. She also enjoyed practicing her new skill of repeatedly handing random objects to anyone who is paying attention to her. She does this with a certain air of royalty, as if as she hands you a soggy napkin or a mucky chewed up something-or-other, she is generously including you in her circle of magnanimity.

We took a drive down Route 611 to the little town of New Hope. When Celeste conked out in her carseat after a long Mexican lunch in the sunshine, Siri never complained about a long, meandering drive home along the river. We also visited Bethlehem, where we ate ice cream, visited the best toy shop ever (see the puppets above for proof), and were accosted by several local volunteers dressed in period costume, ready to enthusiastically explain the fine arts of blacksmithery and the Moravian way of life that developed in Bethlehem.

Peter remarked after Siri left on Sunday that she was the best kind of house guest ever. We both admitted that we wish she and Curtis could come live with us forever.

Thanks for the visit, Cyst!