Dallas, Day Three

Saturday was the day of the big party at the park, but first Jack had to go to his swimming lesson.  Did I mention that this is his second birthday? When did you first take swimming lessons?

At 1:30 Chris and I headed to the park to get the tables set up and the Play Dough and bubbles distributed. Just as we got everything together Lisa showed up to tell us we were in the wrong pavilion. We made due, because kids were showing up. It turned out to be a great little party, just long enough for the kids to play with the Play Dough, make bubbles and play in the playground before they got antsy. Then we served them cake and juice and sent them home all jacked up (no pun intended) on sugar with their parents. It is a game young parents play.

We worked off Jack’s sugar buzz with the excitement of opening his gifts. This kid got a lot of stuff! The parents in Chris and Lisa’s circle give good gifts. They are fun, certainly, but they also offer some educational or developmental benefit. Me? I usually got trucks or guns of some sort, but maybe that explains things.

Lisa’s folks are helping secure their daughter’s future by giving Jack a basketball hoop and ball set. Jack went right for the dunk, but suffers from white man’s disease. He was better with the T-ball set.

I am sorry not to have pictures of Michael and Margie Rubin from this trip. They are Lisa’s parents and truly wonderful people. We are sorry that a continent separates us because we would like to spend more time with them. They prepared a Seder dinner for us Saturday night. It was our first, and it was wonderful to be able to share that custom with their family.