And raking and raking and raking...
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Halloween Past
October 31, 1929
This Halloween would have been my grandparents' 80th wedding anniversary. Leo and Anna, or Jimmy, as everyone called her, were married in 1929. Sadly, no one can recall ever seeing their wedding photo, and there's really no one left to ask about the wedding. All my Dad remembers hearing is that it froze the night before, and all their mums died.
We don't need a wedding photo to know, however, that they were a sweet and loving couple to each other and to their family and friends. They were truly loved.
We don't need a wedding photo to know, however, that they were a sweet and loving couple to each other and to their family and friends. They were truly loved.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Halloween Parade
Today was the annual neighborhood Halloween parade. As always, the weather was perfect (10 years in a row, it seems). Unlike always, I stayed home to try to sleep away a bad cold. Michael took the photos. I did watch the parade from our front steps with Baci - who for some reason spent the whole time facing away from the parade and toward our house, with the occasional bark at the reflections in the front door. She's just not quite right these days.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Halloween Party
Lily hosted a Halloween party this afternoon for some of the kids she graduated with from daycare. They haven't seen each other for a few months, and it was sweet to see them hug hello.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Florida
Lily and I took a fast trip to Florida this weekend. We flew to Orlando and spent the first night with Grandma and Grandpa at Disney's Not-So-Scary Halloween party. Lily loved seeing Disney all decked out for Halloween, and said the parade was her favorite part of the trip (#2 was seeing Chico, #3 as G&G's pool). Speaking of the pool:


Monday, October 12, 2009
She Meant Well
Conversation that took place while waiting for Lily's eye exam:
Deb: Lily, you look so tall and grown up.
Lily: What do you mean?
Deb: You look like you're 6 or 7, not 5.
Lily: Is that good?
Deb: Sure, I mean you look and are acting like a big girl. I'm very proud of you.
Long pause.
Lily: Mommy, you look 63 not 43.
Deb: Lily, you look so tall and grown up.
Lily: What do you mean?
Deb: You look like you're 6 or 7, not 5.
Lily: Is that good?
Deb: Sure, I mean you look and are acting like a big girl. I'm very proud of you.
Long pause.
Lily: Mommy, you look 63 not 43.
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