Down and Safe

Last week was sort of nutty so I didn't have time to post before we left, but we're now back from a successful camping trip. Ros' doctor said she could go, so even though she was having rather rough nights, we took the risk and went. Fortunately, she's come through like a trooper and is now doing much better.

The camping trip was with two other families, whose daughters are also adopted from China, and the kids all get along (mostly) great, and we're friends with the other parents, so it all works out well. It's actually the third year we've all camped together.

And much to my amusement, there was even Take That content for the weekend.

On the three hour drive to the park, Ros was occupying herself making a bunch of lists. My favourite flowers, my favourite birds, that sort of thing. This was what she came up with for my favourite songs:



She came up with that all on her own. Honest! (I have to say I'm rather pleased she picked a Mark song and a Howard song.)

Then last night, I caught this snippet of conversation between Ros and one of the other girls:

Ros: And one of their names is Robbie, and he wore a harness and then he jumped off the top of the stage.

Robbie has made an impression on her mostly for that stage leap, not for his songs. As she made clear when she was putting in a request for music during the car ride.

Ros: I want you to play original Take That.
Me: What? You mean their first few albums. I don't have those with me, kiddo.
Ros: No! The one with Patience!
Me: Oh, you mean Beautiful World.

So for Ros "original Take That" means TT4 without Robbie. ::Iz amused::