Oma and Opa

This weekend we received a very welcome visit from Dan's parents, also known as Oma and Opa to the wee ones of the family. We had as usual very dreary weather. All of Wheaton waits in great expectation for the sun to be revealed and for Spring to rise to the occasion. With great hope the students are walking around in flip flops and polos. Saturday we took Dan's parents to the Morton Arboretum and spent a great portion of time telling them how great the place is in the summer..."and this dead plant here, this is just gorgeous in the summer, you would really love it. And see how you can see through all the trees to the dead grass over there, in the summer you can only see a mosaic of green leaves and dappled earth." It reminded me of how your boyfriend would always have one grotesque picture of himself in the yearbook and you would spend hours trying to explain to your out-of-town friends how cool and handsome Eric/Craig/Dave was and that that picture was not even a close representation of the dream you were dating. "He really looks much better that that in real life, as a matter of fact, I have never seen his lips/hair/neck look anything like that before...that might not even BE my boyfriend."