I first heard of a “roots trip” from my Auntie Teresa. Every year she would take her son and nieces and nephews on a day trip to visit her family’s childhood home on Tehama St. in San Francisco. It’s the same house, with 3 separate flats – one on each floor, where my grandparents lived… Continue reading California Roots Trip
Happy Birthday dear Henryyyyyy… Haaappy Biiiiiirthday toooooo youuuuuuu!!! Donuts, apparently, are our go-to birthday breakfast this year, mainly because donuts are my favorite and I’m the early riser who is more willing to hit the Dunkin’ or Krispy Kreme drive through than I am willing to actually cook something. And, ya know, they’re a special treat… Continue reading Henry’s 4th Birthday!
Last week James and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary! Ten years ago on 07/07/07, we exchanged vows in my home church in Georgia and the next day we were off on our honeymoon to the Outer Banks of North Carolina with a Hobie catamaran, borrowed from the GA Tech sailing club, in tow. To celebrate… Continue reading Camp Granny and Danpa
It’s summerrrrrr!!! Summer is my FAVORITE y’all. Love the sun. Love the heat. Love the break from school. Love pretending to be a SAHM again even just for two months 😉 Olaf and I are on the same page about summer. With sunscreen of course. Towards the end of the school year, when people… Continue reading Summer High Five
I don’t even want to say it, but summer is nearing its end, sniff! sniff! But before I start writing about the coming school year (I’ll think about that tomorrow…), let’s re-live our beach camping trip! Yay! Look at that grin on Henry! He LOVED it. As my friend Leslie said recently, “Nothing sucks… Continue reading Beach Boys
We have been spending time with grandparents and cousins, getting lots of sun, having lots of fun, and very much enjoying our summer. In my own effort to relax as much as possible I have been letting the blog go by the wayside a bit, but here I am, doing a little summer catch-up starting… Continue reading Happy Happy Henry Day!
We are a baseball-loving family. I’m a born and raised San Francisco Giants fan and my parents are die-hard Giants fans. My brother played ball from the time he was tall enough to bat off a tee until he started high school. James didn’t necessarily grow up a baseball fan, but was converted while we… Continue reading No Night Games for Henry