Mail Call

I LOVE getting mail. Today was SUPER 'cause there were three things for me! I got an invitation from Jake asking me to come to his baptism this weekend in Miami. We're going and are so excited! Anyways Jake's Mom made the invitations herself and matching stamps that are lil' pictures of Jakey!

Yaya sent me some Lilly Pulitzer swim trunks, and I don't know who Lilly is, but Mom says Lilly is her favorite. YaYa sent a handsome dress shirt along with the trunks but I hope she doesn't expect me to wear them together. That would be what Mom calls a 'Daddy B Outfit.' Daddy B was Gigi and Grandaddy's dad, and from what I hear he sometimes wore plaid plants and striped shirts together and such. Mom says he had an excellent sense of style that became exaggerated in his later years. All though his ensembles didn't necesarrily match, he was adamant about his wardobe decisions. Anyhow Daddy B sounds like a very wonderful person and I'm disappointed to never know him. His spirit lives on in places like YaYa and Grandaddy's farm: Wild Aire; also in the companionship men find with their dogs, sounds of crunching ice after an afternoon cocktail, silence in an empty cathedral, vanilla ice cream with butterscoth syrup, and mismatched plaid outfits.