This weekend was the great Lucky Leprecaun Art Gallery showing! The kids had a blast. The grandparents came to view and to stay for a pasta luncheon. KC was an admirably well prepared docent, explaining the concepts and medias used on each piece he had created. I loved that my mom especially had thoughtful questions that she asked the artists about their work. It is important for kids to feel that their work is respected and valued and she so did that in spades. Fiona was home and she had work shown in the gallery as well. I am glad we were able to keep the tradition going as my pneumonia had kind of slowed down the gallery creation there for a few weeks!
Saturday night our church was holding a gourmet dinner. This is a fancy schmantzy fundraiser that happens annually. I went once and the food is stellar. However I hate driving at night because it is a migraine trigger so I have not gone since. The chef asked if Rob would help with plating and Rob agreed. His godparents were going so we brought him to church and they brought him home after it was all over (sometime after 1 a.m.) I was dozing, just waiting for him to come home. I can't sleep deeply when someone is out and supposed to come home. Rob stopped in my room to tell me it went well and he had fun. Sunday at church a bunch of folks came up and told me what a hard worker he was and how busy he was in the kitchen. Proud? Heck yes. I am both proud and grateful that he is such a caring young man, and gives of his time and talents without reservation.