Tiffany-Ann and Gavin were team bowling. Gavin was on my team, too. He got a spare. I bowled a 40, a new all-time low high. Yeah, me. TA has a hat on because it was about 60 degrees in the bowling alley. The last time I went bowling, they still allowed smoking in the alleys.
Nicholas and Ginny (and sometimes Craig) had a jam session Nov. 1st. It started in the living room and eventually moved into the dining room of Ginny’s house. I don’t know who had more fun, Ginny, Nicholas, or me. Nothing like opposite-coast siblings making the effort to get together and make great music together. Hope it happens as often as it can.
The second generation was taking the photo.
My current favorite photo of Claire. She really loves to pose.
Dad was amused with Gavin. Gavin was amused by Great Grandpa.
Tiffany-Ann doing what we do. Read to the kids. Ginny estimates that Claire does 100 books a day. Yep. If you skip a line, she says “please read it properly.”
Claire got a little net action in when we were in Driggs. That’s Nicholas in the background. Claire’s got game, as you can see.
Ginny, Patrick and Nicholas played some birdie-ball and enjoyed themselves like they were little kids at Grandma’s. It was unseasonably warm, and all took advantage. I miss them already.
We’ve been out of town. Malibu. Law School Graduation. Here’s a question for you: What’s better than getting your law degree? Getting a Masters in Dispute Resolution at the same time. Here’s a photo of Nicholas receiving one of the above on a beautiful day in Malibu, California at the Pepperdine Law School graduation ceremony. That’s Ken Starr handing him the parchment. Yes, that Ken Starr. He’s the Dean of the Law School. Nicholas worked very hard for the last three years to get both Masters and a JD at the same time. He had a lot of help and support from Tiffany-Ann, who had her own little project going. (Gavin) Later that afternoon Gregg (Nick’s father-in-law) took Nick, Randy, Ginny (thanks for coming) and Taylor (brother-in-law) sailing. We arrived home in the wee hours this morning. I miss them already. Do the stretch, Gavin! Do the stretch!
Happy Birthday, Tiffany-Ann! Here you are the day after your wedding, about to board the plane to New York. Seems like a long time ago? You’ve come a long way, Baby.. We hope you have a wonderful day.
So, anyone want to fess up? (Edited 1.13.08) So here’s the story about the clock. A couple of years ago I knocked the moose clock off the wall, and the 2 fell from the face, where it took up residence lying next to the 6. It didn’t interfere with the function of the clock, so we just put the moose back on the wall. Fast forward to this holiday season. We left Craig, Ginny and their kids and Nicholas and Tiffany-Ann at our house while we hurried to Audrey’s bedside in Portland, Oregon. After a few days, everyone returned to their respective homes. Last night Randy noticed that the 2 was back in it’s appointed spot between the 1 and the 3. We laughed and laughed. It’s a miracle! We figured that Craig noticed it and fixed it. (Sorry Nicholas, you were never suspected.) We wondered if he would fess up to his good deed, and thus the post with the clock. This evening I was talking to Ginny, and mentioned the clock post, and she told me that she had forgotten all about it–Claire had accidentally knocked the moose clock off the wall, and when they noticed the 2 lounging around the 6, Craig thought he’d better fix it. Hey, whatever it takes! Thanks, Craig for fixing our mistake! By the way, does anyone know anything about the snow blower?
Here are a few photos from Christmas day with the grandkids. Claire loved her fruit. The avocado and eggplant were popular items..
She is an angel in her wings.
The kids made a gingerbread house.
Noah read riddles for the talent show. His delivery was hysterical.
Claire got plenty of reading in, too. I guess her head was cold.
Noah, the typical four-year-old.
Three cute girls. And Gavin, almost.
Craig and Claire walk behind Ginny, Nicholas, Tiffany-Ann and Noah, who is up there somewhere, leading us all down the path. Deering Oaks Park, Portland, Maine, Tuesday, August 14th.
Watching the kids play.
