Towels packed, will travel

• eleventh-hour adventure 1 year ago Less than 36 hours after dropping D off at home, the taxi driver was back at our house to collect us for yet another trip to the airport. With the kids being spoiled by their grandparents in the States, we decided to take advantage of the opportunity to organize some kid-free travel. Over the years...
• the handoff 1 year ago Like all good things that seem to end too quickly, the kids’ time in Connecticut passed in a flash. A few days after D’s sister and her kids had arrived from DC to help celebrate Junebug’s birthday, D packed the bags again for a track further north. Having spent a week and a half with […]
• cousin time 1 year ago D was today years old when he learned the difference between second and third cousins and what Munchkin calls “my removed cousins.” In Russian, everyone is simply a cousin — or an aunt/uncle if they are a generation older — no matter how many branches away one’s distant relations may fall...
• new places, familiar faces 1 year ago The Connecticut woods are pretty, but tamer and less tangled than the wild boreal forests of northern Maine, where we roamed last summer after returning home from the Philippines. For part of that summer, we had rented a house in Rangeley, about an hour from the Canadian border, where the kids went...
• five for fighting 1 year ago Like other kids with summer birthdays, Junebug naturally gets the fuzzy end of the lollipop, feting her classmates’ birthdays throughout the school year only to miss out on a celebration of her own when school lets out for the summer. Our frequent moves, which tend to fall during the summer...

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