Paddington

With the birth of Prince George of Cambridge at St. Mary's, Paddington, I was reminded of one of my favorite childhood characters, Paddington Bear.   My own Paddington bear, made by my mom in the late 70s, was one of those items lost to our fire that was hard to get over.   At the library this week, I realized that although my boys knew who Paddington was, I had never read them the chapter books.   Shame on me!  I wondered if it was too late for Owen - maybe he is too old?   I checked out a copy and a few nights ago, I started reading to them.     I wasn't sure what they thought of it until the second night when they jumped into pjs asking "are you going to read Paddington?" The nostalgic, England-loving, closet librarian in me was rejoicing.    Even though they can both read well on their own, there is nothing quite like cozying up and being read to.  It's become a favorite part of our day.   Plus we've learned some pretty cool British terms.   So turn off the tele, finish your scone, don't get your dabs on the window and snuggle in.  The tube is leaving the station!

The Great Kate Wait

When I received word by phone this morning that Kate is in labor, I was giddy.  Of course William did not have time to call me himself - it was an alert from my Royal Baby app.   I hope my birth announcement does not get lost in the mail like my wedding invite.  That was tragic!  Oh, I'd give anything to be perched on an aluminum ladder outside of the Lindo Wing.  What a beautiful couple they are - inside and out.  How excited and nervous they must be to meet their baby.   I can just picture William timing contractions and retrieving more ice chips.

As for me, I am passing the time with my own royal baby-  who knows - maybe he will grow up to be a head of state!  



Best wishes Will and Kate!  Thanks for sharing your baby with the world!