Betsy and Eric's Two Munchkins

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Like daddy...

We bike in the rain! No such thing as bad weather, just bad gear! And with a mom like ours we don't know what bad gear is. :)

Sunday, September 7, 2014

An incredible beach in Westport

Braytons point, Westport MA, with my colleague Ellen and her wonderful husband Brendan. A magical evening!!

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Post swim warmup

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Nite nite

In Boston. :) xoxo

Friday, July 25, 2014

Monica with m and s

Monica and Monica

Our little Monica worth her namesake, Monica Appleby. What a treat!!

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Tent reading time

Face paint care of three preschoolers.

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Daughters, by Greg Brown

One is long and one is short, One is thin and one is stout.

In the morning when they wake, Only one's breakfast can I make.

One dances and knows how many squares hopscotch ought to have.

One goes wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, ha ha, wah wah.

One won't eat anything much, I guess she lives on air and sun and noodles. One's beginnin' to learn that the milk is over there inside of that shirt beneath the blue eyes of the woman I love.

[chorus:]

I'm a man who's rich in daughters,

And if by some wild chance I get rich in money,

Like say another two thou a year or even one thou a year,

I'm gonna look in to havin' some more daughters.

When my daughter who is tall now was not so tall,

One night we were drivin' home in the truck and I was sad because I was busted and disgusted,

And she looked out the window and said,

"Dad, the moon is comin' home with us."

She said, "Dad, the moon is comin' home with us."

And in the morning they magic the house,

The one that can walk, walks in warm and still dreamin'

to give me a hug or ask why it's so cold or why is there school,

"Why's it so cold?" or "Why is there school?"

And the one who can't walk or talk yet just lies in bed and laughs,

She just lies in bed and laughs.