His birthday is tomorrow, and we had a party tonight. But first we went to the little pool. b.g. and t.g. were there with their Aunt Michelle, who babysits them now. She’s Alicia’s brother’s wife, and so we are related by marriage. She’s adorable and funny. She’s also my first real estate client, so of […]
I found this picture on my camera and it’s here for no particular reason, except I like it. It’s 12:03 and I can still hear Julia’s giddy little laugh from down the hall. It’s steamy-hot here tonight, one of those handful of nights we never have the chance to really get used to. I jumped in the car late
Yes, there was. Here we are at the little pool. She cautiously enjoys the fun here. This is Tim and a kid who is always happy to see him. Here we’ve got your Maria and her friends and relatives enjoying a footsoak in MY foot massage thing. I don’t use it often, but there are nights
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But then there’s this, a cupcake sealed up and left for me to find in the middle of the night. love you, Lydia, MOM
This YouTube thing about the school bus attendant being abused by kids on the bus? I haven’t watched it–don’t want to view that, a little cute lady being talked bad to by young jerks? No. My kids hardly went to school back in the 80s before we quit, but we had a couple years of
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First we went to the little pool. This is Lydia, aka Kari, putting sunblock on p.j. Back when my oldest kids were little sunblock wasn’t even invented. If I had concerns, they wore a shirt. None of the kids were prone to sunburn, luckily. She loved playing with the doll dishes, and we had to
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We went to the little pool for the first time today. When we’re there it is as if only summer has ever existed at all. I remember driving by this pool when it was full of snow a few months ago. But sitting there today, it was never winter, was it? Nah. She doesn’t remember
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He wasn’t actually lost at all. We just thought he was–Lydia had followed along with him and taken him on a walk back to the field. We were all working–Alicia was nursing her baby. I was cleaning and packing inside. The men were putting the trailer away. The older kids were in the yard putting
John dragged us off the beaten track a little yesterday, first to go to my parents’ place in Wisconsin to pick up this old Power Wheels truck he and Dan gave to James for his third birthday. (James is 15 now, and the thing was stored in my parents’ barn.) Then he made us stop
There’s the father, the dad of this gang. Here is part of that gang. They went to the sand bar, and Sam followed along. And swam back with them, supervising. This is Lydia, aka Kari, having a conversation with her littlest nephew. (He’s cooing to us now.) Dan and b.g.’s little brother, t.g. Okay, John told
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