Wednesday, June 26, 2013

          Yesterday I described my afternoon as not having napped, but actually I did have a little power nap, which is almost like no nap.  It was enough, however, to interrupt the sleep again, so two nights into the week the sleep didn’t even add up to enough for one good night.  Maybe tonight will be the charm.

          On our walk this evening we came upon lots of kids—some with temple groups and some with families who had brought teens to mutual.  One young boy about 10 years old and dressed in white shirt and tie with black pants, approached us and fell in step next to Glade.  He had a large pink frozen treat of some kind on a stick in his hand and surprisingly, rather ignored it as he began asking a dozen questions with great animation and no inhibition.  He was quite charming and asked why we were walking and how often we did it  He said he would never have time to do that.  He plays the piano, guitar, French horn, and cello and practices two hours every day!   His sister was sitting with friends on a step with the French horn.  “Practice, practice, practice”!  J 

          One younger sister passed out just before a session started and had to lie in the hallway by the door for almost 30 minutes.  When she could get up with help, she was assisted to the sofa in the bride’s room, covered in crocheted shawls that the obreras wear to keep warm, and watched over while she slept for the next hour and a half; and then recovered.  It caused a bit of a flurry.