Like a thief in the night, my daughter’s Russian school moved. We knew a move was coming, but except for a street name, the new location was not revealed. Then over the weekend, the director of the school sent an email with the new address effective that Monday
People were still going to the old location. More
It was a good day today. A very good day.
My almost 5 year old daughter met my mother for the first time last Saturday. Today, she visited her house and met my step-father. She behaved well, even though she was up since 6 am, and my parents and my husband and daughter enjoyed each other’s company. After being “alone” for five years raising our daughter, it feels good to have another person help us on this journey. Now, we can be like most other “normal” families. More
How did it happen that both of our cars were broken into this morning, that my husband continued to change the oil while the police dispatcher referred me to an online crime reporting tool. Everything seemed normal. Nothing was stolen, only rummaged through, because there wasn’t anything to steal. My husband and I disagreed on whether we should have locked the cars or not. I’m sure they would have broken the windows to find… nothing. Rule of thumb I learned from the streets- if there’s nothing to steal, better to leave the doors open. More
With summer officially over, I thought I would do a visual compilation of what we’ve been up to.
This morning we went as a family to my husband’s annual appointment with his sleep doctor. (Because three heads are sometimes better than two.) He forgot his keys, his work ID badge, and, well, his wallet. Good thing we have the same insurance card, because they asked for it. I drove him home afterward for the aforementioned and, in the midst of our busy weekend spilling into a busy Monday morning, saw these patches of clouds above our house.
This brief visual respite made me smile.
