December 10, 2007
Last week a good friend and co-worker came out to work review board files and schematics on a project we were troubleshooting. Annie knows him, and in his 'onery fashion almost got her in trouble playing with her during a meeting one time several years ago. Annie woke up and threw up that morning, so she didn't go to school. As she wrapped herself in her blanket and watched TV, she would ask when Uncle Joe was going to arrive. She also asked if she could play chess with Uncle Joe, and I said I thought that was a good possibility.
I made her a cup of hot chocolate, started a fire in the chimenea, and as the sun was setting, she and Uncle Joe were playing chess. Joe was enjoying it thoroughly, and sent me this picture today...
Game on...
I made her a cup of hot chocolate, started a fire in the chimenea, and as the sun was setting, she and Uncle Joe were playing chess. Joe was enjoying it thoroughly, and sent me this picture today...
We had great fun. Joe was worried that Annie would be upset because she lost, but the next day she wanted to play again. That’s my girl. She typically gets angry if she thinks I am letting her win.
Game on...