There was a reception for Dad and the other inductees at 5 pm last night. I ate chicken fingers and did my best to pay attention. Daddy got to speak, although only a few years out from playing, his remarks were briefer (and more accurate) than those that began their careers in the early 70's! He did a great job (and made Mom cry). At 7 pm they made a presentation on-ice. Dad said he felt very young in this company! He is the youngest member of the group of 24. His photo will hang on the wall at the rink.

After the presentation we got to watch the game from a suite, so I was able to run around a bit. We saw lots of people -- some of our neighbors came, 25 people from Dad's work and several of Mom's friends, too-- and of course all the old hockey friends and fans. I managed to make it until 9:15 (2 hours past my bed time), but once the zamboni broke down, I had had enough and came home with Mom, Grandma and Grandpa.
This morning we all went to the annual communion breakfast that the local Notre Dame alumni group does. My ND priest (who baptized me) comes every year, so it was nice to see him. I was very good during mass (and even sang a few times "Da dadadda!") and breakfast, but during the regular part of the program I got a little fidgety and only wanted to bang spoons on the table. Fortunately the other two couples at our table were understanding about that!
Aside from all this about Daddy and our activities, here's what's new with me: I am getting a new tooth- a molar, so that doesn't feel great, but I have hardly complained. I made my first crayon drawing at school this week (three red lines). It hangs prominently on the fridge. Also my teachers told Grandma and Grandpa that I have the most personality of all the kids in my class. They also were impressed because one day when my friend Ashli's mom came to get her, I saw her mom and she didn't so I tapped Ashli on the shoulder and pointed. That's all from here.













