let’s face it, two-year-olds get a bad rap. i happen to think it is a bit unjustified.
ok, the tantrums like the one roman pitched outside on the crowded sidewalk in front of bi-rite creamery – prostrate on a filthy doorstep with both legs flailing because his sister asked to taste his ice cream – are a particularly uncomfortable for all involved, but i assert that the cuteness factor can nearly c……
i’ve been solo with the kids for nearly two weeks, but my reinforcement arrives tonight! praise, jah!
with the exception of the teasing and torment that exists between a five-year-old girl and her two-year-old brother, we’ve had a good time. well, that, and bedtime. which completely sucks. still.
parker had lango spanish immersion camp all week over in noe valley, which is much sunnier than the pa……
roman calls it “samoana.” i call it hot, sunny, and beautiful with the bonus of free childcare. we’re visiting dan’s parents for a few days before dan leaves for nyc and montreal.
we came up here after an fantastic 4th of july that included me running a 5k in the morning sponsored by leap (law enforcement against prohibition – essentially cops who want to “legalize it”). at the end of the race the……
i willingly admit that i’m much more five-star than under the stars. i much prefer egyptian cotton to waterproof gore-tex.
but today, i’m patting myself on the back because i survived four nights camping with two two-year-olds, sleeping on dirt in a bag in startling proximity to a foraging black bear. and, i had fun!
how did this come about, one might ask.
well, we didn’t have it in the budget for……
my cousin jules is the closest i’ll ever have to a sister.
our mothers actually are sisters, so we have known each other since we were born, almost exactly one year apart. we share a history, some family dysfunction, physical resemblance, similar senses of humor, and can finish each others’ sentences. the only thing that sucks about our relationship is the 3,000 mile distance between boston and s……