And other than that we talked. And talked. About lives and jobs and kids and siblings and parents and nephews and nieces, about travel and summer plans and whatever the future holds for each of us. There was a lot of reminiscing too, but I think for decorum's sake I won't get into that. I'm very grateful to be able to reconnect like this with these good friends every year- it's a real gift for all of us.
Andy's weekend was, of course, very different than mine. He spent the weekend entertaining and corralling the kids, and as always he did a great job of it. He took them out for Korean food at Yama, and then to a summer music festival, the June Jam at Musterfield Farm. On Sunday the three of them road-tripped to Gloucester for Phoebe's third birthday party, at the Glostah Deans' new house. The kids got to spend time with Grandma Sally, Ciara, and lots of Pfaffenbach kids in addition to Phoebe and Fisher, and they came back happy and tired. When Aiden walked in the door to greet me, he was talking non-stop about squid fishing and how Uncle Micah said they can be caught in Gloucester Harbor, at night, with lights, and jigs, and when can we go, Mom? When? When? Since then it's been squid squid squid- so we will see if the coming weeks bring us back to Gloucester for this new adventure!
the birthday girl! |
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