Played hooky to get one last look at fall.



Stayed up past bedtime to prove that we were once hip.
(Or at least knew people who were)


Celebrated the final game of team United Nations.
(Evan isn't actually six-foot seven)

Learned that the sidelines are often more interesting than the game.

Converted Tracy to the truth. (about street tacos)

Said farewell to Barb and Zach...


And another memorable (losing) season.

Conspired with teenagers.

Did something entirely different.

Sorry folks, it's the best I could do for now. Things are fine here... everyone is holding their own. We have been relatively busy and it feels good. Time with the kids, time with family, time with friends. Lots of dinners at home. Boggle. BS. Battlestar Galactica. Sometimes the best things are just simple.
2 comments:
Hooray! You're alive and well!
Good pix.
Madge
That last picture happened to me in high school, except my nest was made out of balloons.
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