Adeline can be a handful. So sometimes you have to be firm. A few nights ago at dinner was one of those times. It got awkward. For Adeline. She handled it well. Eventually. After I returned from my bike ride, and watered the plants, she invited me up to her room for a tea party. It was quite the spread. About a minute in I realized this was a peace offering. So I reciprocated with my own gesture, a lifting of a sanction that had been leveled on her earlier in the evening, the aforementioned “awkwardness.” It was a real exchange of world powers, two allies shaking hands after a diplomatic misunderstanding. Then we finished our tea. Adeline in her glory and me in her powder blue bean bag chair. I’m pretty sure she learned her lesson.