A catch-up. The boys developed a love of washing windows, which I hope remains with them always. A pool party, with dear friends. To celebrate the end of summer we took the kids to Coney Island. It was terribly hot … and so much fun. Sophie and Andy rode the ferris wheel … while the […]
My dad was sick—we think it’s the first Pork Festival he’s missed since his dad helped create it. The kids walked away with homemade Barbie clothes and wooden trucks (thanks Aunt Ellen), as well as full bellies. Despite the missing family, it was a fun—and beautiful—day. “Life is a festival only to the wise.” —Ralph […]
Sophie’s first Pork Festival doesn’t seem like that long ago. I was about to write about this being the boys’ first Pork Festival when I realized it wasn’t—it was their second. It was Colleen’s first. Time. I know it’s cliché, but it really does fly. I write about the Pork Festival every year. It’s a […]
