Guest Post here, Uncle Arie reporting live from the Colorado Koorn homestead, where I have spent the most delightful week eating turkey and leftovers, catching up with the family, and chasing little Freja around the house. I had not seen her since February, and in the intervening months she somehow acquired two of our species' distinguishing traits, namely speech and the ability to walk upright. But never has Homo sapiens performed either activity as charmingly as my little niece. After a couple shy moments when I first arrived, she began to lead me around her domain, pulling out her favorite toys in turn and handing them to me, naming them one at a time: "drum," "Legos," "ball," and so on. Then it was on to her books, and then to the window, and a brief spell with my smartphone (which she is clearly more adept at than I), and then back to her Legos for round two of the circuit.
Freja also proved an enthusiastic guide at the park and in downtown Aspen, and she had me running hither and yon (no, not you, Jan) and stooping to investigate every leaf and stone and friendly doggie along the way. She has an inexhaustible supply of energy and smiles, and she continually amazed me with her awareness and understanding of what was said and done around her.
I should mention that there were big people here as well this week, and I trust they will forgive me for the short shrift they are given here, being that they are all as understandably enthralled by Freja as I am. Jan and Kelly were perfect hosts, somehow finding time to catch up and go hiking between parenting, cleaning, and cooking a wonderful Thanksgiving meal. It was great to see Mom and Dad in their new roles as Gramy and Grandpa, and even more to see Jan and Kelly obviously enjoying being parents, and doing an amazing job of it to boot. Thank you all for a wonderful week!
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