Then… and now…. Russ and I celebrated 34 years on Saturday. We got married old school…cake and punch reception in the basement of the church. And if you look closely at the cake picture…taken professionally by a hired photographer…yes, not a snap shot but a paid photographer…you can see the clock just above our heads…
While we all know I am a bit partial towards a particular preschooler who happens to have just turned four years old….I really do think that four is one of the most charming of ages. By that age, most children possess a fairly extensive vocabulary and have begun to put things together in more complex…
School’s out, or almost out, for summer…graduation open houses are finished up…and pools are opening…and even now I remember the odd state of relief that school was over for the year mixed with a sorrow only veteran parents understand. The same three months of summer that seemed to drag on forever as a child, gather…