Delia's Song

Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could that be?

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Scene: Ashland, Act II: Summer Shakespeare

From Crater Lake (see post below), Mom, Dad, and I went to Ashland Oregon for the Shakespeare festival again. Here are some pictures of Ashland:
Here is our historic hotel:
Mom and Dad went to see the Two Gentleman of Verona in an outdoor theatre. They left me in a cage while they went to the show:
Just kidding. That's just me playing under the table at the pub where Dad took this picture:
Dad should really stop taking me to pubs, even if he is lured in by the smell of BBQ and the sound of bluegrass.

Last time I was in Ashland, this was about all I could do while Mom and Dad had lunch:
Look at me in Ashland this time:
Mom says that I have been developmentally ready to give myself a bottle for a long time now and that it is about time that I did so. I don't know what developmentally means, but I do know that it is not my fault that I am spoiled. Right Dad?

1 Comments:

  • At 8:37 PM, Blogger lesleymac said…

    Delia-

    First things first. Tell your Daddy that he needs to quit putting you behind bars! You might end up growing up & end up there, thinking that it's your second home!

    I love the picture of you holding your bottle. It looks like your praying. So precious!

    Lesley

     

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