The telephone rings, and it is Dad confirming whether or not I am at home so he with the three girls can come by for a visit and then do a little grocery shopping on the way home while Mom plans to stay home for a nap. After a quick check to “child proof” the kitchen, the doorbell rang and three small voices announced they were at the door. Six small feet to the tune of joyous sounds, raced down the long hallway with Miss Two soon in the lead. Arms extended for welcoming hugs, three excited voices burst forth with all the latest family news. Shoes were left in pairs as Misses Six and Five ran to be first to gather the robes and jewels needed to enrobe a substitute queen. I hadn’t heard of green diamonds before but that shade of green honours the environment and so they were beautiful. In Mom’s absence Gi-Gi was chosen as next in line as queen for the day and asked to sit on the blue couch in order to accommodate the size of the robe they had selected. It’s good to have a handy substitute while Mom readies a crock pot dinner and finds time for a nap before they return.
Several stuffed animals were found behind the blue couch where they had been guarding the barbells. Three dancing girls doubled as courtiers for the queen as they made every move with grace and ease and bowed to the queen when passing her. Their graceful movements looked very well rehearsed. No, they had not been able to start lessons yet but seemed to be able to make beautiful movements without them. Gi-Gi went to the kitchen to put out a bowl of fruit and the three dancing girls honoured Dad as King, with jewels and robes. “Time to go,” announced the King, “so gather up the toys.” Misses Six and Five became paramedics and carried a smiling Miss Two out, one at each end. “Each one take a hand,” said Dad. Reaching the car Miss Two was seated on a potty model throne, still smiling with Dad close as everyone buckled up. “Give Mom a hug for me.” said GiGi as we waved Goodbye Hugs.
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