Yesterday Brian’s Dad died. I can’t seem to write anything that expresses my feelings properly or honors Doug enough – especially when this is the place where I complain about laundry and show pictures of ugly wallpaper. We’re heading to Michigan to be near everyone who loved him. Here are some of our favorite pictures…

a big pile of golden leaves.

We ride our bikes to take Bea to school most days. It’s a five minute ride. Claire rides on the bike seat.  Today I was on my bike, almost home, when my neighbor pulled up next to me in her car SUV. She asked if I had a car. I told her yes we have…

Bea’s favorite friend is Mabel. My Great Grandma was named Mabel and Brian’s Grandma was named Bea. Isn’t it a pleasing little coincidence.

It started pouring right at the time when we were ready to head out and start our trick or treating. Our neighborhood, as promised, was a really busy Halloween hot spot. The girls had to line up to get to many of the doors. Claire pushed through with all the big kids and got her…