Not sure what we'll be having. Glenn's son and wife called a little while ago to invite us to dinner at their house tonight. They had their first child last Sunday so I imagine some of the "invite" has to do with showing off their new son. We saw him last Sunday afternoon at the hospital but it will be nice to see him in his own habitat.
I loaned them the cradle all my children used so that will be bittersweet to see a baby in it once again. My children used it for their children, too. It's gotten quite a workout in it's 40+ years.
I always hate to go empty handed when we go to someone's home for a meal, so I'm going to bring along one of the loaves of roasted garlic-rosemary bread I made last week. If it doesn't go with the meal, they'll have it for some meal during the week.
We'll also be bringing our granddog, Baxter, back to his home. We picked him up last Saturday because our Harley was whining like a nut, which always means she needs a "Baxter fix." They've been playmates since they were puppies and have a blast together. Kenneth says Baxter gets goofy if there's too much time between their play dates.