At 1700 hours

Monday, October 27, 2014

We spent a weekend at home. No Saturday morning scramble to New Jersey, which I admit was a nice change.

But keeping kids entertained in New York City for the weekend is no small feat. That nice little sliding glass door to the backyard doesn’t exist, making it essential to plan activities with military precision. Comfortable footwear? Snacks packed? Game plan sketched?

With the grandparents in town for a visit, we hit the park at 0500 hours.

It actually wasn’t that early, but it sounds cool.

Speaking of the military…

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The {un}story

Monday, October 6, 2014

I try to avoid the “lately…in pictures” type of post because capturing a story is so important to me. There’s always a story, and one of the most joyous parts about writing this blog is getting to tell it.

But sometimes there isn’t a story. This week, we didn’t visit a Halloween Festival Megaplex Spectacular. We didn’t travel to an exotic foreign location with tall ships and Canadian beer. We stayed home, we nested, we ate some old-fashioned home-cooked food. I guess that’s a pretty good story after all.

Chocolate croissants in the park….

Blink and you’ll miss this speck of a park in Chelsea. Look for it and you might see little ones at play.

Quiet moments…

Wild moments…

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The hybrid season

Monday, September 22, 2014

Like its sister June, September has an uncanny ability to confuse the senses. One day it’s warm, calling for T-shirts and frilly pink dresses…

…polar bear dips in the lake…

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The endless summer comes to an end

Monday, September 1, 2014

Last week we enjoyed our last full week up at the lake and I shared some of my favorite last moments in last week’s post. As a final Summer sendoff, I’m doing things a little differently this week. I had such a fun time revisiting my New York City pictures and processing them through the Waterlogue app before we left for the lake – I figured that I’d do the same with my Summer images. The set of pictures is quite long, but when you’re choosing from hundreds of memories, it’s hard to pick just a few…

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Where Tuesday is Friday

Monday, August 25, 2014

“I wish it were Summer every day” Lauren told me last week. “That way our Summer would never come to an end.”

And that, my dear girl, is exactly why Summer should come to an end. Nothing is special unless it’s sacred. A weekend isn’t indulgent unless it’s well-earned. And so, too, with this perfect string of weeks that separates Memorial Day and Labor Day. Days that bleed into each other, leading me to ask on repeat – “is today Friday?”

Rodney was traveling last week, so we did what we do on most days, which is make things up as we go. It was our last full week at the lake.

Last visit to the Ringwood Farmer’s Market (at least for a few weeks) to pick up some really big shoe-matching carrots…

Last time to make a mess of my closet and try on our bridesmaid and flower girl dresses for an upcoming wedding one…more….time…

Last time to crash our friends’ houses for frozen treats. Those red treats, dangerous….Unless you intend to look like Batman’s archenemy, in which case, perfection….