Here is something you may not know: Raymond is soon to be a grandfather! How exciting is that? His daughter Justine (proprietor of the deservedly famous Saveurs et Gourmandises food shop in lovely North Hatley, Que.) and her partner, Sean, will be the proud parents of a bouncing baby boy before another month has passed. And Raymond and Justine’s mum, Monique, will be the very proud grandparents. (And Monique’s partner, Don, and Raymond’s wife, me, will be the very proud co-grandparents or – whatever you call folks like us. Potential babysitters? [Maybe not a good idea, in my case at least. How does that diaper go on?])
Anyway, we are ready for Baby at the Manse! Thanks to Queensborough-area yard and auction sales, we now have not only a vintage Fisher-Price Garage (best toy ever, in my view, as I wrote here) but also a newly acquired Fisher-Price School! Complete with little people, desks, teacher (and teacher’s desk), swings and – whirligig! (Just like we used to have in long-ago days at Madoc Township Public School.)
If I’m not mistaken, the whole thing about why Fisher-Price toys were so enormously popular (and ubiquitous) back in the days of my long-ago childhood – and still today, I guess – is that they were/are utterly safe. I assume that means that the little Fisher-Price people are, while destined (like all things) to end up in kids’ mouths, too big to swallow. So the new grandson should be safe with the Fisher-Price garage and school, right?
(Can you tell I have a lot to learn about all this? Quelle aventure!)