Patrice cheerfully mothers her children.
Ian Jefferson Randall is 14 months old, has curly blond hair and blue eyes (recessive genes, that's our story and we are sticking with it), flirts outrageously with pretty girls, has 6 teeth, does the 100 yard naked baby run in 10 seconds, likes to pull Ashley's and Isis's hair, likes to mop the floor, has consumed several books on chess, and has attempted to repot the plants in the white living room on a weekly basis. Other than that he is a perfect baby.
Ashley Update:
Ashley Miranda Randall has just turned 6 and is attending kindergarten. She is still taking gymnastics and competed in her first meet where she won three red and one blue ribbon. She takes good care of her brother Ian. Ashley is clearly an experimentalist. She is fond of concocting experimental recipes in the kitchen; none of them have been edible so far but we have several possible insecticides. We won't tell you what Ashley's favorite television show is, but we report that she has remarked that Monet couldn't have been much of an artist since he didn't have a mutated adolesent reptile named after him.
Patty-rice-cakes Profile:
Patrice, in addition to cleaning up after Ian, Ashley, and John, has redecorated the den, reworked the flower gardens, and has remained one of the most gorgeous creatures in the universe. This summer Patrice took swimming lessons. John plans to get her on a sailboard next summer.
Home repairs:
Visitors are served notice that umbrellas are no longer required when entering the Randall's den. Due to long overdue repairs, it is now possible for Patrice to proudly proclaim that prolific percipitation no longer produces puddles in our preferred party place. Presently, patching the plaster is the principle project on the paternal agenda.
Junk about John:
TI sent John to places far and wide during 1990. In the spring he traveled to California where he mooched off of the Wooleys and Leibs. In the summer the whole family went to San Antonio to get spalshed by Shamu and tried not to fall in the river walk. John also went to the northeast where Dale Flanders dumped him in a cold Maine lake and Julia laughed so hard she slipped a disc. In the fall John travelled to Japan where he confused a great many Japanese scientists by trying to speak in their language. TI in appreciation for his staying away from the lab for so long and thereby avoiding several major disasters, promoted John to SMTS which is pronounced SMUTS and is supposed to stand for Senior Member of Technical Staff but really means Sort of Middle-aged Technically Speaking.
