Good Friends, Good Times

I still have a LOT of catching up from the holidays to do, but Alan just uploaded this picture and I had to post it. We watched the Ravens game last week from our friends Tom & Vicky's downtown condo, and the girls had a giant bubble bath in the whirlpool tub. It was the best bath since Deep Creek.

The Ravens game reminded me of a story. Evelyn has heard plenty of talk about the Ravens between her fanatical teacher's aide at school (who regularly dyes purple streaks into her gray hair) and the other Ravens fans in her life. Early in the season she'd awakened from her Sunday afternoon nap and come down during the third quarter of a game.

We told her who was playing and she jumped up and started cheering, "Go Raisins! Go Raisins! Go Raisins!"

We've since cleared up our diction and she's now cheering for the dark bird of Poe's prose instead of the dried fruit.