To bring you a terrorist attack...
Two bombs were detonated at the finish line of the Boston Marathon today...
But I want to tell you a couple of better stories...
- Last week, Katy's parents were here and ran the boys around like thoroughbred animals. Sometimes they were so tired that at dinner their eyes would drift to one side and their heads drift to another and they would almost fall over (I'm speaking of the boys, but the grannies were also similarly, joyfully worn out).
- Saturday was Gram'ma Bella's 89th birthday party (at the local Italian place we've nicknamed: 'Spooch"). We dressed our boys up in their cute, cute, cute 4 piece suits and had such a wonderful meal with the extended family. During that time, my great aunt approached both Katy and me separately to let us know that friends of hers were complaining that "no one dresses their kids up any more" and then she added: "But I tell them, my nieces- they dress their boys up so nice!" Katy and I were tickled. I love it so much when older relatives get it... "my nieces" (sigh).
- After Gram's party, Jake went to a Karate-themed birthday party and was so Thrilled when he broke a board in half with his bare hand. He said to Katy: "Maybe there was some kind of little line in it that I can't see that made it easier to break". She replied: "I think you just aimed right through it and broke it all yourself." And then he kind of beamed.
- Later that night, my sister and I took all our kids to see the Croods. It was Milo's first time in a movie theater and when he walked into the lobby he gasped like he was little orphan Annie seeing the Warbuck's mansion for the first time, and told us, "I've never been HERE before." We sat all through the long, loud, cute movie and about 5 minutes before the end a VERY TIRED Milo turned to me and whispered/whined: "When do we get to pick out a movie?"
Me: Sweetie, this is the Movie... we are AT the movie.
Milo: NO, the REAL movie
Me: (laughing with love and empathy) no. really... this is LITERALLY a "real" movie
- Sunday, we hiked up sleeping Giant park Tower Trail (3.2 miles round trip). Both boys did AWESOME. Jake did the entire hike- up and down all on his own two feet (it's probably his 6th time on the trail- first time that he walked all on his own without being carried even ONE INCH!). Milo did ALL THE WAY UP and MORE than HALF the way down only getting carried on my shoulders for about 10 minutes. I was seriously, so proud.
