Sunday, July 26, 2009
Zoos, Magic, Sonic Youth and Go Cardinals
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Lego Mania
Guillermo and Maya had plenty to keep them entertained at my parent’s house. Not only were their cousins there, but there are a ton of toys, a huge back yard and my father even put up the tent. They played Zingo and HyperDash, kicked soccer balls and rode bikes and scooters and took tractor rides.
But the highlight, at least for Guillermo (Maya didn’t care what game she played as long as she could hang out with her older cousin, Lily), came when my mother broke out several boxes of Legos, including several of my old sets. I don’t know who was more excited, me or him. Many of my Legos were still in the same form as when I left them 24 years ago, the bed, the couches and kitchen appliances still in tact. The day my mother opened the boxes, Guillermo and Lily played with them as I originally had built them, but I think by the next morning, Guillermo had destroyed all of my childhood work. Here's a photo so you can see some of my youthful labor. Don’t you love the retro people? And the record player?
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Never in His Wildest Dreams
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Summer Vacation
Over the next few days, I’ll be posting photos from our vacation at my parent’s house in Illinois. We had a great time. I love summer there. This year, we planned our trip to coincide with my father’s 60th birthday. My sister and her family were there, too, which made it extra special. (Get ready, we took more than 500 pictures in our 10-day trip!)
My mother and father at my father's 60th birthday party.
We arrived Friday afternoon and the kids immediately fell into step. My father had bought them each a flashlight, which they used to hunt for my parent’s two cats (poor kitties).
Saturday was my father’s birthday party and it was so fun. Lots of friends came to wish him a happy birthday and they kids were on their best behavior. They ran around the backyard and played soccer and they didn’t mind one bit that we didn’t serve cake until about 9 p.m. Shortly after that, we put them to bed and stayed up a little later to celebrate. The party was especially fun for me because a few of my parents’ friends from our old neighborhood in Iowa drove down for the celebration. It was wonderful hearing some great stories about my parents. Just as fun was watching everyone look at the various photographs of my father that we scattered on the dining room table. I wish we still owned a scanner. Here are some current photos.
A family photo
