Olivia and I had The Talk this weekend

About where Cookies come from.
Not the Birds and the Bees, but the Butter and the Sugars.
I believe she took my meaning.
And she now has a deeper understanding of what motivates
The Cookie Monster.

Happy Birthday Kathy

Now let us sport us while we may,

And now, like amorous birds of prey,

Rather at once our time devour

Than languish in his slow-chapt power.

- Andrew Marvell

Nana

We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
- Philip James Bailey

The Nice Thing About Funerals . . .

is that lots of family get together again.
We remember all the fun we had with Grandpa,
and there are even more little people around
to learn
to remember
the fun that we all still have together.

Oma and Opa

The kid seems to enjoy her grandparents. And they seem to enjoy her too.

Aunties Karen and Kathy

From the evening of August 13 at the lovely home of our much-loved friends.

Playdough was mushed, toys hauled out, accordion was played.

Company, as always, was enjoyed. Thank you very much, ladies.

I just liked these two pictures.

Spencer's Birthday

Far too long since I posted, as evidenced by Spencer's birthday being almost a month ago.

Cousins, one with a big enough lap. It needed photographing. Probably a hundred of them between grandparents, aunts, uncles, parents. Here are a couple.