Godparent’s weekend

This weekend, once again, I’m getting a glimpse of my future.

My godson, Dominic, is visiting for the weekend, taking a break from his freshman year at the University of New Haven for some familiar company and home-cooked food.

To say that Basil, Catherine and I are excited is an understatement. I was sure when we discussed this way back in June that life would intervene, new friends and activities would win, and I’d get a rain check. So of course I’m over the moon that he and his suitcase full of dirty laundry are here to spend the night.

We bought a variety of treats and baked belated birthday cupcakes in his honor.

Catherine was thrilled to see him after spending the morning taking the SATs, and we enjoyed a lovely lunch hearing all about life in college and in the ROTC program Dom is part of.

I can see Catherine getting excited hearing about classes (not bad on the whole, except maybe for Arabic), what the roommate situation has been like (a mixed bag), how the food is (eh) and all the extracurricular things Dom has been up to (he seems to be having a ball).

The ROTC activities sound challenging, but Dom is enjoying them immensely, looking forward to some upcoming field training … unless it gets canceled on account of the government shutdown. Just hearing about his physical training tired us out. Imagine our surprise to hear that some days Dom eats three breakfasts just to keep his energy up!

After lunch, the two of them compared notes on their respective psychology classes, and Dom showed Catherine his Arabic text. He encouraged her to get a move on with her college applications and offered her the grand tour of UNH when we drop him off tomorrow afternoon.

Of course I took a photo to send to his mom. And while the picture looked like this:

I saw this through the lens as I was snapping the shutter:

Catherine and Dominic. I think this must be Christmas 1996.

The kids have gone off to the movies, to see “Gravity.”

I’ve moved Dom’s load of clothes to the drier (don’t tell Catherine lest she think I’ll do this for her, too) and put the finishing touches on tonight’s dinner.

There’s just enough time for a quick run to the supermarket so we have enough breakfasts for the morning!