Kids and summer

A healthy heritage - hopefully

I spent Father's Day lounging on the couch watching the U.S. Open with my wonderful husband and my dad. My dad is a golfer. He loves golf and he is one of the healthiest people I know. He has survived physical trials like severe and debilitating childhood asthma, being thrown to the street from a Rumble Seat after WWII, and cancer, to name just a few. He began jogging over 60 years ago. He continues to walk/run daily. My dad lives on the 5th floor of an apartment building. Recently he lamented to me, "You know, I often take the stairs up to my apartment. Of course I take the stairs two at a time. Sometimes I get winded when I reach my floor." Just last week my dad competed in a golf tournament at Laytonsville Golf Course in 85 degree heat. He told me, "I found I could only finish 9 holes. I was astounded how tired I was after only 9 holes! This 'age' thing is really getting in my way."

My dad turns 86 years old in August. Unbelievable. I love you, Dad.

Class of 2008

I got to attend Reid's graduation yesterday and the memory is one that will no doubt stay with me forever. Reid was the sole graduate of his class. It was standing room only and there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Be sure to read Drew's eloquent description of the amazing staff at Longview School.

He was honored during the ceremony by his teachers, most of whom were close to tears at the prospect of having to see him go after teaching him for so many years. Reid was literally surrounded by adoring fans and doting teachers throughout the reception afterwards.

Congratulations, Reid! You continue to amaze and humble me.

The Sullivan Social

Have you ever been to a party at your own house where you don't have any of the resposibilities of the host? It's nice - certainly something I could get used to.

Preparing for a party

Our new renters, Shaun and Christy, are hosting a Memorial Day party tomorrow for 50+ friends in the backyard. Naturally, we had to test out the volleyball net in advance.


Let the party begin!

Because they're only 8 once

Evelyn and Abby. Friends since birth. Partners in crime.
We have large boulders in our front yard where the two girls often play. Recently they discovered the art of mud painting.

Naturally, next a bath was in order.

There's nothing like a best friend with whom to spend a Saturday afternoon. Thanks for coming. Abs!

Family night @ Bruster's