Day 1 About 75 minutes into the trip it does flit across my mind that I could still drive to the Hartford airport. The same thought emerges with a little more pressure as we come close to the Albany airport. “Daddy, I went POOP!!” Christian is triumphantly pointing a brown finger at me. The fact that…
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Summer 2011 – Trip to WI
House looks like Hiroshima. Chances of us leaving at 8am – zero. Christian is singing shake your booty – not sure where he caught that – and Cooper is egging him on. I think I have a hint. Ben is watching the drier waiting for some socks. Griffin is MIA.
Christmas 2010
2010. “Griffin, where are your clothes?” “What?” “All you have in here is your Scooby Doo costume.” “Nooo.” “Yes.” “No, there are some socks and my toothbrush.” And… our vacation begins. “So when do people start having boyfriends and girlfriends?” “I don’t know. I guess some people kind of do in my grade.” Really?…
Christmas 2009
I could have sworn there was a time when driving 1300 miles with 4 boys under 10 and a golden retriever seemed like a good idea. It was the certain adventure of it all. We could almost smell Niagara Falls at 1am. Michigan was interesting in a tree sort of way. Ohio is the only…
Christmas 2008
And then there were four. Although I think it is frowned on to write about sex in your Christmas letter, I will say this: all of our children seem to be born 9 months after my birthday. Christian (the now 10 mo old) arrived on Jan 20 to kick off a year of new adventures…
Christmas 2007
I said I thought we should start a family band like the Partridge family. So the next night I come home to find them in the bunkroom giggling hysterically. “What are you doing?” “Practicing for the band,” they squeal between giggles. Cooper – “Dad, Dad, wait, ok, wait, ok listen to this” hysterical laughter “ok, ok, Ben – ha ha ha…
Christmas – 2006
A day in the life….2006 So, as I sit here, Griffin is standing 6 inches from the stereo speakers dancing to the Jackson 5. He has kind of this bouncing move with his knees and at the same time likes to hold his hands behind his back creating a surprisingly good funky chicken. I hope…
Christmas 2005
Merry Christmas!! Chapter 3 (or 7 depending on how you look at it but I digress…) 2005. A lot of change. We are now Pennsylvanians. Quakers. “Friends”. Not quite Amish. We have been introduced to the only formal “fight song” of the NFL and many people who paint themselves green on fall Sundays. Deer are as…
10 pennies and a duck 