As I mentioned in a previous post, B spent a week in Orlando without us. She swears she thought of me each time she whipped out her credit card. I’m much poorer financially but much richer emotionally. Note to Greg: Keep telling yourself that.She took an empty suitcase roughly the size of a walk-in closet with her and filled it mostly with goodies for the kids. I don’t think we’ll need to buy clothes for them until they’re roughly college age. She also managed to bring back a massive addition to their toy collection. Some highlights:
Robert is obsessed with Dr. Seuss, whose estate called to thank B for the unexpected economic shot in the arm (we are still in a recession after all).The girls got one of the hottest toys in the States: robotic hamsters call Zhu-Zhu Pets that have their own Habitrail-like living environment and can squawk like hens when they need to.My favorite gift for the kids were the girls’ blindingly neon All-Stars. If you search for Walldorf on Google Earth, you can see Sophia (or more precisely her shoes) at a park near the ranch.I got some clothes and, of course, a much smaller bank account to worry about. How much more fortunate can one guy get?
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