Going for Gold!

Don’t talk anybody, don’t come near!Can’t you see the fish might hear?He thinks I’m playing with a piece of string;He thinks I’m another sort of funny thing,But he doesn’t know I’m fishing-He doesn’t know I’m fishing.That’s what I’m doing –Fishing. A.A. MilneNow We Are Six The kids weren’t quiet, they couldn’t keep from jumping into…
Today while on our Volksmarch, we stopped in several fun stores in Old Town Alexandria, including a candy story that sold 18 inch long gummy snakes (Mom said no, but Dad said yes) and an Irish wares store. Connor and I quickly exited the Irish shop. It was small and crowded, and I had visions…
“See the engine master pull the little throttle…” Today we made our annual holiday pilgrimage to the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad Museum (in Baltimore). Last year, shortly before Christmas, we made our first trip to this wonderful museum and had to carry Connor out kicking and crying at closing! We have been back several times…
“Mommy,” a little voice says, “is today a special day?” “Yes, Connor. It’s Daddy’s birthday.” “Are we doing anything special today, Mommy,” he asks in an I have something in mind sort of way. “No, I don’t think so, Connor.” With that, a little head leans toward my ear and begins to whisper. “Mommy,…
Ryan, Sarah and Connor with the signs they made to help bring Leya safely home. Leya ran away today! Ryan and I were preparing to leave Grandma’s house and in the effort to get the car loaded, the front door was left open just a fraction of a second too long – Leya ran out…
“Gandma, we moobin,” announced Connor to my Mom at dinner tonight. “You are?” chuckled Grandma. “Wes, to a house wib a parm!” (Translation: to a house with a farm). We have often joked that we are raising two little farm boys in a town home in Northern Virginia, but plans to move to a farm…