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THIS WEEK FRITH HAS BECOME A REAL PERSON, SO CLEARLY SEPARATE FROM ME. SHE LOOKS AT ME WITH THOSE WISE OLD EYES AND I SEE STRENGTH, PERSONALITY, OPINION, THOUGHT, JUDGEMENT. I'M THINKING... JESUS, I HOPE SHE LIKES ME.
THE FRITH MEETS THE LIAM (YOUNG SON OF REBEL'S ROCK PROPRIETOR KATE). LIAM APPROPRIATES FRITH'S CHAIR, AND THEN PROCEEDS TO SCREAM IN HER FACE. IT IS QUITE POSSIBLY THE LOUDEST SOUND SHE HAS EVER HEARD. TO HER CREDIT, OUR GIRL DID NOT CRY. SHE GAVE AS GOOD AS SHE GOT, SCREAMING BACK SO LOUDLY THE WINDOWS RATTLED.
ALL THE MAMAS GO TO REBEL'S ROCK FOR A TRADITIONAL IRISH MOTHER'S DAY BREAKFAST OF DEEP-FRIED POTATO BREAD AND CHEESE AND CORNED BEEF. FRITH SLEEPS THROUGH MOST OF IT (AFTER GRANDMA PAT WORKS HER USUAL MAGIC... THOUGH PERHAPS THE SMOKY BLUES ON THE SPECTACULAR REBEL'S ROCK WURLITZER JUKEBOX HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT TOO.)
THE FRITH CLEARLY DOESN'T GET ENOUGH FIBRE IN HER DIET.
HOWEVER, SHE IS NOW EATING MASHED BANANA AND STEAMED APPLE. LAST WEEK MAMA TRIED HER WITH SWEET POTATO. SHE WON'T BE TRYING THAT AGAIN FOR SOME TIME.
THE DAY BEFORE MOTHER'S DAY, AND WE ALL HEAD TO THE TEASHOP IN TOWN FOR TEA AND SANDWICHES. FRITH SITS IN A HIGH CHAIR FOR THE FIRST TIME - SHE HAS TO BE TIED TO IT WITH AN APRON, BUT SIT SHE DOES. PROUDLY.
TAKING A RIDE ON PAPA'S SHOULDERS. THE FRITH IS LIKE A CAT, SHE LIKES THE VIEW FROM ABOVE. (THIS ISN'T SURPRISING, CONSIDERING SHE THINKS FATNESS AND THE NEW ARE HER SLIGHTLY FUZZIER BIG BROTHERS)
TAKING A WALK THROUGH LOVELY DOWNTOWN DUNDAS WITH POP-POP. TODAY WE LEARNED THAT THE FRITH LOVES TO WATCH TRAFFIC GO BY MORE THAN ALMOST ANYTHING.
SOMETIMES MAMA JUST WANTS TO SWALLOW HER HEAD. THAT ISN'T WRONG IS IT?
FRITH IS NOW ONE OF THE LADIES WHO LUNCH, IN HER WHITE LINEN GARDEN-PARTY DRESS FROM THE DIVINE MISS LJ. SHE LOOKS AS THOUGH THE LAST BATCH OF FORMULA MAY HAVE FERMENTED A LITTLE IN THE SPRING SUNSHINE.