I'm sitting here trying to think of what to write but overwhelmed at the activity of the last few weeks. I've lost count of old friends visited and new friends made. Being constantly in the throws of new relationship I haven't the chance to reflect on individual cases. I am so passionate and open in this arena that my heart is overjoyed at each opportunity. One experience that did shock was that of going back to our old home. As usual we were welcomed with open arms by the new owners but on this occasion I had the chance to be guided around by their son. I was amazed that what I had known as large bedrooms and hallways during my childhood now seemed so small through adult eyes. I wondered how our family of seven managed in such tight space with frequent guests to boot. In many areas of the house I had to duck down to avoid a brutal head knock and in others wondered how our furniture had ever fit. In the first frolicking album I had put a picture of my primary school and that had too caused such a reaction. I remembered big classrooms and big classmates so the reality of small rooms and small mates was very strange. Children between 4 and 12 are so much smaller through these new eyes than those of the young fella arriving at that school years ago. I even got to meet the teacher that had caused me so much fear then and actually enjoyed chatting to her and wishing I had more time to do so. She had been one that throughout the first day in her class and even at home in the evening I had wept uncontrollably for fear of her wrath in that coming year. Having her remember me know and talking adult talk was quite unexpected yet pleasantly marvelous. It is a wonderful experience to think back on those childhood times and now to view them from a completely different perspective.

Part of the difficulty of sitting down to muse and write for this is the presence of little babs. Earlier while writing I couldn't contain the desire to play with him and leapt up from writing to play peek-a-boo and hear his squels and laughter. Being with him puts life in an incredible perspective so far as the value of others. Every opportunity I am given to put a smile on his face or help him in learning to walk I think what could be more important. The following is the little rhyme that I am singing to babs on an hourly basis for his enjoyment and my own. Tara and Floyd have joined in the singing of it lately though Tara has belted out some strange variations:

Baby Baby Baby, I put him in my tea
Baby Baby Baby, Two lumps or three

Trust babs to bring out the best in me. I could not think as I do or write as I do or live as I do were it not for devoting myself to relationship. Those that we have met and stayed with here have completely overwhelmed me with their openess to allow us into their homes and lives. I will leave here feeling so refreshed by their love and knowing that whenever I shall return here I am welcome at their doors and in their hearts. That is an absolutely incredible feeling.

For those who may wonder myself and the Hubbardses will spend Christmas with our relatives here. Many of their children will be home for the holiday and will all be gathered together. It was so wonderful last week to stay with some of them for a night and to finally know them as an adult. As a child I thought little of meeting adults so far as remembering names and discussing families and history but now those things are so important to me. I love that there is a connection with them despite years apart and minimal contact during my childhood. They were enthused to know of my family and our lives and I likewise to know of them and their children. I really look forward to the festivities in a few days and the chance to meet my cousins that I would scarcely remember. The weather and environment too have allowed me to experience the feel of this season more so than I have in the years since our departure from this country. I love rainy days and cold weather because all of my favorite things in life involve people being together and this weather can fascilitate such activity.

Some new photos are up for your viewing pleasure. In Further Frolicks the first are from Joanna's house in Limerick. Somewhere in the middle are pictures from a visit to Tara's friends Ken and Melissa and the second picture shows their three kids with Faolan. The last of the batch are pictures of a few of our relatives in Newcastle West. In Kiss my blarney are shots from our time in County Kerry and Cork and our jaunt to smooch the Blarney Stone. The Driving through album is of our journey through Galway and Connemara today. The first few of the Kilkenny time two album are back at Lisa's house. Then some from the closest town to our childhood home including one in front of Tara's high school and one of the house we lived in for 6 months before leaving Ireland. Picture 13 to 37 are of the area near our childhood home and of the house itself. The last pics then come from our friends the Bulfin's house where we stayed two nights ago and of our drive here to Galway. In the next week I have now idea how much or often I shall be able to post though I hope to be able to at least add photos.