The Sweetest Reasons

The Last Days of 2011

Looked something like this . . .

Photo by Nigel

I didn't photograph all the eating, tv watching, mall shopping, and general hanging out we also did. You'll just have to imagine what that looked like.

Field Guide

Hampton, NH, skatepark & Hampton Beach, NH. January 1, 2012. Midday and early afternoon.

Too wet to really skate, so we packed up and moved on to . . .

The always magical Hampton Beach. Hampton Beach, a place that I have connected with creatively since grad school. It didn't disappoint.

Her face says it all. Today was the best day.

Merry Christmas!

xoxo

History Lesson

Four years old and up for Plimouth Plantation. Any younger and it's a pretty rough trip. I didn't get to take too many photos or see much of the place because of a certain sad, crabby, newly-turned three-year old, who begged to go home the whole time. (!!!) Mommy patience stretched very thin.

At least we had great company, and for what it was worth, Beatrice was making all sorts of connections between the English Settlement, Wampanoag Village, and our reading Little House in the Big Woods (and yes, we know that we are covering several centuries between the two).

Happy Thanksgiving from the place where it began!

Fourth

As I write this, I am slowly digesting yet another incredible meal and dessert and drinks from Joel and Cyn's bar-b-que today. The second of the weekend. We had one yesterday too. Small. Rainy. Didn't stop us from sitting under beach umbrellas and eating for four hours nonstop. Wish I had a few photos to share from that. It was pretty fun! My waistline . . . not so fun . . .

Enough of that, here are a ton of pics of some awesome people, more great food, repeat. God bless the USA!

John and Mike both got at my camera, so I'm actually in these pictures! Looking kinda crazy, but I was there!!!

Father's Day Skate

Two years ago we spent our Father's Day with Zach, Jen and the kids, skating at a park in Fitchburg and playing in the playground and field next to it. We said we'd do it every year. Oops. Hey, how about every year from now on?

Gone are the days of skating whenever you feel like it. No more abadoned parking lots in Atlanta, jersey barriers, skate videos, basement skate shop parks, sneaking onto shipping freighters and skating full pipes, Louisville trips. I hope an afternoon like this makes up for that some.

Today, a perfect June day, we met up in Hudson and Rob, Bjorn, and Eric joined in as well. Our kids played so well, like kids can do. The dads got to skate a little without some little person hanging on, between their legs. We splashed with a hose at the broken water deck, snacked, went out to lunch, caught up on so much, listened to good music from some kids giant boom box, and returned home, exhausted, but very happy.

Once more, to my husband, Mike, for being the coolest, most loyal, and sweetest guy I know. Happy Father's Day, love.

Dada

Happy Father's Day, Sweet Dada. Your patience, kindness, humor and strength is amazing to me. So is your love for these two.

Off to Father's Day Skate 2011.

And a Happy Father's Day to my Daddy-O! Looking forward to spending time with you in less than a week. xo

Here Comes Bebe Cottontail!

A Little Green

For your St. Patrick's Day, a city-wide holiday in Boston (aka Evacuation Day). Meet-up at the playground after school. Sadly, not many photos, since I was too busy yakkity-yakking with mommas and chasing kiddos.

Hey You

Happy Valentine's Day!