In June, Mark had to make a work trip to New Jersey, so we schemed to add on a weekend trip to NYC to celebrate our twentieth anniversary (later this year). We visited museums, saw lots of art, walked lots of sidewalks, rode lots of subways, ate pizza at Lombardi's and Grimaldi's, saw Twelfth Night in Central Park, visited relatives, walked through parks, and crossed the Brooklyn Bridge.
One of my favorite moments: people watching from a little cafe table under the tress at Bryant Park. Another favorite moment: This heart-to-heart with Mark over pizza.
|Roof of the Met overlooking the park.|
|Dinner with Kate and Alberto.|
Me: Let's talk about our first twenty years of marriage.
Me: I think we've learned how to not fight, but I don't know if we've really learned to communicate.
Mark: Oh no, that's not a problem.
Me: Well, I think we don't always communicate well.Mark: That never happens.
Me: Well, don't you think this could be an example of what I'm talking about? I say I have a concern and you say it doesn't exist?
Mark: No, that's not a problem.
Mark's kind parents bravely agreed to watch the kids while we were away. Children--especially little ones like Betsy--often struggle when Mom is away, even under the best of care. So I was prepared for a rough day when I returned. Instead I found all the kids happy as could be. Not even Betsy seemed stressed--largely due to the sweet care she received from Logan. With siblings and grandparents around her, Betsy did just fine. And after several days on Betsy duty, Logan gained a new appreciation for mother.
Summer at Home
Our summertime at home has been a sort of heavenly. We've done lots of art projects, logic games, creativity puzzles, and home school activities. There are a couple of big bags of popsicles in the freezer. Haley and Levi are learning Heart and Soul on the piano. We've spent lots of time pushing Betsy on the swings and walking her around the cul-de-sac. No one can count how many times we've been to parks, the library, and Sonic. Dinnertime is casual, bedtime is kind of irrelevant.
In the McGee family The Cabin and The Ranch are huge. For Fourth of July we went to The Cabin, along with all of Mark's siblings. We jumped into the lake, played card games, went rafting and kayaking and canoeing, and watched kids throw rocks into various bodies of water. Packs of cousins are a joy to behold.