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Entertaining

By "entertaining", I don't mean that this post is supposed to be funny, just that tomorrow I have the book club over to my house. Right now I'm trying to shove some of the detritus we've collected back to more contained locations. It's working somewhat, but it reminds me of a sign my husband had on his closet door (I think from his high school graduation party?) "Closets are for closing when company comes". Also, a cross stitch from my high school friend: "Law of household geometry: horizontal surfaces are soon piled up." (I'm pretty sure I have that wrong, but I can't remember well enough to fix it.)

Since I'm not eating dairy or soy because baby Luke won't tolerate it, I won't be buying a yummy cake from the whole foods, I'll be making peach blueberry crisp. We'll have hummus and crackers and chips and chocolates as well. Also, I'll brew some mint iced tea. That sounds like enough, doesn't it? I just need to stop worrying, I think.

I keep repeating my mantra: I am not Martha Stewart. The club will just have to be satisifed with what they see, and if they're not, too bad =). They will be fine, I'm sure (methinks she doth protest too much!).

Today Amanda made Luke laugh and laugh! I remember Eleanor laughing for the first time when she was sitting up by herself: Luke clearly has developed a sense of humor much earlier (of course, his sisters are much more exciting and fun than his parents are). All you have to do is pay some attention to him and he starts smiling and giggling, the poor attention starved boy. As far as I can tell, the only good thing about being the 3rd child and not getting as much of your parents' attention is that you get adulation (in this case) from your sisters who love you.

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