Friday evening Ken took Bryn to her first basketball game -- a Penn women's game against Temple at the Palestra. There were only about 200 people in attendance, so Bryn and Ken got to sit wherever they wanted. As the campus is still on break, the band and cheerleaders were absent, but given Bryn's sensitive ears -- she covered them whenever the buzzer sounded -- it may have been a good thing that the band wasn't there. Ken will fill in the details; photo journal of the game by Bryn.
Meanwhile, I was home with Luke, who has in recent weeks embraced the terrible two's and has mastered the art of tantrum throwing. His record is a 50-minute tantrum that began when he was denied a second piece of candy. But this Friday evening he was Adorable and Hilarious personified. I had drawn his bath and taken off his clothes -- except his socks -- and his diaper, too, and was trying to talk him into the tub when he pranced into Bryn's room and began twirling around and proclaimed, "I ballawee-NUH!" Now what made him think of ballet is beyond me; Bryn's never taken any lessons, but Luke put on quite a show -- naked, mind you, save for his socks!
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