Grand Cayman

There is a reason why we never get professional photos taken.  Well, two reasons: 1) We mostly think they are lame;  2) We are not the most photogenic family (take note of the children).  We traveled to The Cayman Islands with Mike's side of the family and it was a perfect setting for getting some much needed documentation that we are, in fact, a family of four.  We also got some great shots of Mike's whole clan spanning the generations but I will leave that for them to blog about.

*Please also take note of the gray in Mike's beard.

We're on a roll!

To the few who were mad about the lack of posts..sorry. geez.

Anyway, quote of the day from Mike:

"There was at least one day in the seventies where it was cool to have chest hair.  And that's the day I continue to live in."

 

Boing!

thought Ramona...
We just finished reading all of the books in the Ramona series by Beverly Cleary.  Thankfully, the only thing Elise has tried to emulate is making her own paper shoes:

That is good news since people mistakenly (or not?) referred to me as Ramona when I was little.  My behavior was almost as deliciously naughty as the beloved heroine.

We are almost finished with the first Harry Potter and Elise is smitten with Harry.  I smell a book crush.

Tennis

Elise started tennis last week and she likes it almost as much as I like the band, Tennis.  She's pretty cool now that she's a first grader.  She is squeezing in a few weeks of the game before we head to the Cayman Islands.  Mike's family is resurrecting the yearly trip to the beautiful island of Grand Cayman.  Well, at least for this year.  Then in July we will be heading to New England for some long awaited fun with my family.  And then a trip to San Diego (just the Dr and Mrs) at the end of July.  Mike has a conference and  this will give me an opportunity to see some SoCal friends I have been missing:-)

There is no joy in her expression but she took one for the team and rode on this train with her little bother  for as many times as he wanted "big choo-choo".

She can be sweet when she wants to be.  I repeat, when she wants to be.

Bon appétit!

Someone caught something yummy for dinner tonight!  Poor little bunny.

and now I relax with my thoughts...

A Prayer

Please God.  Grant me early acceptance into Harvard (or my safety school, Cornell) and allow me to live unburdened of these people I call "Mom and Dad".

Number two

Max turned two! and then he got a haircut..Max is making the most out of being two years old.  And by making the most, I really mean he is fulfilling his role of "terrible two" perfectly.