By Chef Dad
Greetings from Spain! Kristy has been known to throw in the occasional YouTube link to an old pop song, and while I’ve got the keys to the blog, it seems only fair to keep up the tradition. (Side note: I let the VEVO channel keep running in the background, spinning ’80s pop tunes and within about four songs I got Rick-rolled.) But today’s song is, I think, a pretty good one to have stuck in your head. Continue reading
As you saw from the kids’ post, we arrived safe in Europe and spent several wonderful days in Madrid. It’s taken us about a week to recover from the jet lag. Fortunately we weren’t in much of a rush since Spain’s day runs later than ours.
Miss A at her favorite cafe in Madrid – Capuccino’s.
We made it to Madrid safe and sound (after a very turbulent flight – cue more grey hair!). The following pictures are from Mr. N and Miss A’s perspectives (or were directed by Mr. N and Miss A), and were selected by them for this post. The kids LOVE Madrid. Continue reading
By Chef Dad (Mike)
Miss A turned eight at school last week. At her school, the kids recognize summertime birthdays before they let out for the year, so each kid can have a little celebration. Her birthday actually falls in July, but as regular readers of the blog know, we’re headed off on sabbatical in just a few short weeks, which means we’ve reached the end of second grade for our little girl, and sixth grade for our increasingly less little boy. Continue reading
We’ve known for some time that Mr. N loves theater and it didn’t take us long to realize this was more than a mere hobby. Maybe it’s the art of performance, or the camaraderie of the group, the ability to engage the imagination, or what is learned from walking in someone else’s shoes. Whatever it is, acting is intrinsically woven into his very soul. Continue reading
This is Mr. N’s first year of middle school. That means walking a fine line on Halloween. He absolutely did not want to miss trick or treating, but he also didn’t want to be caught dead in anything “babyish” or that might entice ridicule. So what to do? Gruesome? Clever? Or silly? Continue reading
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