Newest Scrabble opponent. She held her own.

While I never wish for my kids to have disagreements, misunderstandings or hurt feelings among their friends, it is ever so sweet to watch them speak their minds, apologize and make up. They do it on their own time and in fits and starts, but it happens nonetheless. I am especially glad to have friends who are gentle with all the kids and who give them time to work things out.

We left this island on a rainy Monday afternoon, rode the crowded ferry and then filed onto the shuttle bus back to our car. I had my hand on the pole, but was looking right talking with Esme. I felt Catherine’s head on my arm, but didn’t turn back right away. By the time I did give her my attention, her head was heavy and she was sound asleep. Sweet thing!

Luckily for my arm, the bus ride didn’t last too much longer.

Nowhere in this book did it mention hammocks, but that just seemed like a really hyggelid place to read it.

A quiet day for turning eleven. Libraries, friends, minecraft, a Kokeshi dinner and chocolate cake baked by the birthday girl herself.

Ever take a photo of your child and not recognize the face smiling back at you? Yeah.

Just hanging out on Artist’s Row, reading Pokemon and wearing a super cool hat.

Tried a little, local restaurant tonight. It was really good.

The Nex Mex Thing, in downtown Peabody. Tiny and delicious!

There are lots of different little steps we are taking while planning our big road trip. Some are more important than others, but they all require foresight.

Today, I put aside a roll of change in anticipation of the many pressed penny machines I’m sure we’ll come across. Two quarters and a penny, two quarters and a penny, right in a stack. Just enough for the cheap, kitschy souvenirs that I love.