Tuesday, March 29, 2011

A small gathering at the Cummings Hay Flat in Glasgow

Hazel and Millar had arranged for people to drop by to meet us and the kids on Monday evening after naps. (Too bad we didn't actually get home in time for them to have naps... however...)Hazel put out lots of food and RoseMary provided lots of lovely treats. Millar did his park in keeping the guests glasses full ( a bit like Uncle Alan does in York.)

It was a really nice evening. The guest list included: Hazel's best friend Rose Mary - who arrived early to help prepare, Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Muir, Friends Jenny and Pam, Uncle Robert and his friend Sheila, David's God Mother Lynn, Hazel's friend Danny, Cousins Irene and Howard, and I sure hope I haven't missed anyone out.... It was a nice full house and I believe the gathering room was nearing capacity with Max's big old playpen in the middle.

Each brought gifts for the kids and commented on how well behaved they were. Max slept through about half of it and then proceeded to play the role of the cute little baby boy very well.

Ellie was exhausted but only suffered a few breakdowns. She did a lot of coloring and playing with Stickers. She was really taken by Unlce Robert and enjoyed playing with him. She liked knowing he was Great Nanna's baby brother (like Max is her Baby brother). He taught her a few mildly naughty/mildly entertaining antics which backfired on him as he left. She decided wiggling his ear was a fun thing and he laughed histarically. As everyone laughed it egged her on. This kept up for a while, until I realized she was messing with Uncle Robert's hearing aid. I was a bit embarrassed, but he assured me it was fine.

We rushed the kids into bed when everyone left around 8 or so. It was a work night, they we didn't feel it.

Thanks to Hazel and Millar for making it easy for us to meet everyone in one go. It's a pleasure putting faces to names and letting the kids meet all these kind and wonderful people that keep sending so many gifts to them.

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