My 70’s flashback day at Camp!
Dear Mom and Dad,
Today is Friday, and Nana, who had changed her ringtone on her phone, is obviously tone deaf and missed my daddy calling me….SO SORRY DAD. (it is back to a tone she can hear it now daddy – so call again!) She also heard the house phone ring, but was changing my cute little butt, so we missed another call… all in all it was an odd day for Nana, but a great day for me. Nana says there is a song that was sung by Three Dog Night in the seventies, (and trust me when I say…. don’t ask her how it goes)and it said,’the world is black, the world is white, together we learn to read and write….’ It was written by David Larkin and the music was by Earl Robinson in the fifties….in the fifties Polaroid photographs were taken by the thousands in black and white, and color photos and televisions were just a dream – here we are fifty years later, and there is still fighting going on, people are still arguing, if not over ethnicity, over land, or over religion.
THE GOOD NEWS, here I am, in color photos, looking spectacular, and talking with my mom and dad, in a way that could have never been imagined by my Great Grandfather, who served in WWII, there is always room for hope! I am hoping that the need for mom and dad to be in Iraq passes very soon. Nana is hoping for a little peace. Maybe I should protest…and I should put all my photos up without color until they come home? Nah…. I wouldn’t deprive mom and dad of my colorful personality in my photo shoots, they are already doing without a lot there, but just for today I will show you how beautiful I am, no matter what kind of photo I am in… and since Nana is feeling a little melancholy and sad. I am sure she’ll feel better tomorrow…she just needs a little nap. It works for me every time…
I ate Oatmeal and Pears for lunch. I am eating so good, when it comes to fruit, I can say, I LOVE IT. I helped relieve Nana’s stress of the day by being adorable and letting her kiss on me… matter of fact, I am thinking mom should charge Nana for my services. Afterall, I do entertain all her kids, and I make them smile, and there are about a bazillion other things that make them all so happy that mommy and daddy SHOULD charge them for my princess personna!
Nana has me dressed in my seventies hippie attire… and took some photos without color today because Mom and Dad like those too. Can you guess what color I have on… I hope and pray for peace all the time and that you guys will get to come home sooner than later. Hoping is good, and Nana says never stop hoping for things like peace and good will and all that other old lady Nana stuff. She says when people stop caring… then it is time to be sad, and so long as people care, and hope for peace… there is hope for all of us…. while she knows it’s not probable that everyone will ever really get along, and agree, it is nicer to be optimistic than to be sad and live in fear. So here is to hoping you are home soon, and that the job there is done sooner than later. HOPE! Never ever give up on hoping and dreaming… says Nana…. says Poppy, says thier parents, and their parent’s parents before them. Hope… like me, I was hoping I would roll over, and then…
Sing with me….Ya put your left hand down, you bring your right hand up… you shake your little ‘hiney’ and you roll yourself about… (geez ya see what happens if you stay at camp too long!) YOU START SINGING THE HOKEY POKEY AND CHANGING THE WORDS TO MAKE IT A ROLL OVER SONG! Thanks Nana!
Here I am again … in color or with out… I AM PROUD OF MY PRINCESS MANUEVOUR !
And before I leave you today, I just want you to know as always, I am your Little Miss Adorable,
your princess…. of pink! (and any other color you can find)
P.S. (I have to take just a second to tell a few of my loyal subjects in Princessland a quick shout out)
Mrs. Pat, thanks for the great e-mail… Will those of us at Camp Nana be flagging with you this year?
Gappy, I miss you… I know Nana screwed up our visit Thursday, and she is sorry. She hopes you will forgive her…. but don’t worry or fret, we can make up for lost time… when ever you are available.
To Mom and Dad,
Good night ….
HUGS AND KISSES TO YOU BOTH…
Will some one tell Nana ‘spirit’ week is over…. or you may see her dressing me in a toga or something!