Saturday, May 30, 2009
It's a pirate's life
School play time. This year grades 3-6 did a musical version of Treasure Island. I was there to cheer on one of the dancing pirates. We may come from a small town, but the school really packs them in when it comes to these events.
I didn't get any really great pictures to share from the actual play, but here's my girl along with her flowers from Dad. We are so fortunate to have such an enthusiastic music teacher here. Everyone did a fantastic job.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Graduation Day
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Girl Time
So, what to do on a Saturday when we have some girl time? Start with a Tae Kwon Do class. Good morning. Take downs were as good as it gets. Follow that with breakfast/lunch out with the TKD crowd. Next, a stop to have the nails done. Alana decided to pick a brighter color. usually she doesn't have any nail polish on, so this was quite the stretch.
Finish off the day with dragging the driveway. An annual spring event, but the first year that Alana got to do it. She was a pro.
Finish off the day with dragging the driveway. An annual spring event, but the first year that Alana got to do it. She was a pro.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Ghillies
Alana is totally loving her Irish step dancing classes. She has never taken any type of dance class before, but is sold on this. We just registered to continue with classes through the summer. Tonight the instructor helped fit her for her first set of dance shoes ever. They are an Irish soft shoe. They are also called "ghillies". Don't you just love that name? Next will be the poodle socks to go with them.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Happy Mothers' Day
Lunch at home with Mom having her lobster and the rest of us having fillet. The food was perfect. Mom was feeling good, so an added bonus. Alana made me my card and surprised me with tickets to the Red Sox-Blue Jays game at Fenway in August. I teased her that I was going to give my second ticket to Patti.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Reunion 2009
The one thing that Dad never wants to miss is the reunion with his shipmates. They get together for lunch once a year, right around this time. Usually they aim for April 7th, in memory of the day their destroyer got hit by a kamikaze during one of their tours in the south Pacific. It usually begins with a toast to all that have gathered together followed by a toast to all that have gone before. Theirs is a bond that the average person can only vaguely comprehend.
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