Henry turned three in December and put a check mark next to one of the required rites of passage for children: getting a first bicycle. We gave it to him on his actual birthday and let him tool around for a bit ahead of his party on the weekend. Continue reading
We tried hard this year to have a very small-scale Christmas. Henry and Emma, who have no shortage of “stuff” already, don’t necessarily need a whole bunch more so we limited our gift giving and tried to focus a bit more on the “spirit” than the “stuff.” Continue reading
Emma and Marla went to see The Nutcracker at the lovely Orange County Performing Arts Center in December. It was the first time Emma had been to see ballet and she was absolutely ecstatic. The show didn’t disappoint her one bit and, in fact, she’s now enrolled in ballet and tap dance lessons. The arts certainly can inspire!
These photos are from the “Christmas Festival” the city held this year. The kids were able to entertain themselves with some cookie decorating, a few craft projects, face painting and other standard festival fare. Continue reading
11 years ago today we were married during a ferocious Pacific Northwest snowstorm. Little did we know that we’d soon end up in Rochester, NY where feet of snow were a common way of life. Happy anniversary to us! Continue reading
All good things must come to an end and so, too, did our trip to Georgia for Thanksgiving. Not before we were able to take in a few more sights and visit some old friends, though! Continue reading
In years past we would regularly have over a dozen folks over for an extra large lunch. As family members aged and passed or moved away the crowd on Thanksgiving day steadily shrank. This year Thanksgiving felt a bit more like old times. Continue reading
If there are two things Henry love they are cars and tractors. He was in luck, then, on this last visit to the farm where he was able to ride both on Granpa’s tractor and do a little digging on the backhoe. Continue reading
I visited Broad River Bison earlier this summer during a surprise visit and met my Dad’s bison for the first time. They were a little scrawny in the heat of the summer so I was excited to see what they would look like with their winter coats on. Continue reading
If it is Thanksgiving and we’re in Atlanta that can only mean one thing… our annual visit to the Pink Pig! Emma and Henry had a good time riding the Pig, though Henry did seem to think it was a little loud. Continue reading