She shared here Reese's Peanut Butter cups with us and never did drink but a tiny amount of the Dr. Pepper. We got off the ferry to find that all of the gas stations on the Island were closed. It seemed that the reserve light kept getting brighter. We got home on fumes. We tucked Robyn in and crashed.
Gordy

...Unbeknownst to Gordy, we *ALL* didn't crash. <shhhhh secrets follows!>
Since, Robyn didn't have anything "good" to eat on the plane, and junk food is not so good for a growing gal, unpacking revealed yet more "junk-fud", and a warm cheese of unknown age. She was still hungry.

Our house, despite our cleaning and prepping and hoping to get some good food in the fridge, well, it isn't geared towards sleep-overs, and healthy eat-ins. Kids just don't warm up to egg-beaters <g>. We didn't do much shopping either since shoveling out the ol' hovel took way more effort than we anticipated, and primping Gerry's bedroom for Robyn, with "girlystuff" took a lot of time to make it home - nay homier, and I think we got that down [or did Robyn's presence make it more homier..hmm?].

We also anticipated Robyn having a total crash this evening after her adventure and time change. We had planned to go to Payless with Robyn the next day, to stock up on good food and Robyn's favorite food [Grand-Parent approved of course]. To our surprise things didn't pan out as planned. This turned out to be part of the theme of the week. Be flexible, don't plan too much, and expect the unexpected.

I digress.

Finally home on sheer will and fumes, Robyn said she was hungry. Ut oh, rye bread with caraway seeds? Horrors, yet also english muffins. Gordy, the old-fashioned kinda guy he is, hands down refused to make a grilled cheese with english muffins. Gordy thought toast would suffice. The latent "mother" in me insisted on some healthy food. With that said, he dragged his tired self upstairs.

After negotiations, I made Robyn a grilled cheese on english muffin with some orange juice as an aperitif, and some milk with her meal. As I was "cooking", Robyn and I talked a lot. There were some very heartfelt chat, and some laughs, some hugs, and just being us together. There was some teasing and astonishment at the way sound travels when Papa snores <g>. She ate 1/2 of her sandwich, and milk, so it was time to get ready for bed, foregoing the shower tonight for an AM shower instead.

There were more gifts and things Robyn wanted to share, as she was tucked her into bed. We properly settled Tommy [the "make a bear" from her Dad, which she proudly shared his message with us]. There was talk of what the week would bring, and some instructions from Robyn as to just how it would play out <g>. We decided to keep a lowlight on tonight, since getting out of bed for the bathroom required a GPS and compass methinks. More tucking in and talking and using "soft voices" as Robyn was finally resting in bed, with her blanket she brought, her very special blanket we keep for her here [for her use only - pink, purple, and white striped of course], just the right amount of pillows fluffed just so, room heat just right, eyes closing, then a final kiss and hug good night.

Pleading the fifth, I won't say what time this was...
..Ah, it's good to be Zoe tonight.
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