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Elaina and her friend, Emma. The weird thing is that they have gone to school together in three different schools in three different states.

February 27, 2006 in South Carolina


April 12, 2002 in Pennsylvania

(Emma came over today to help Elaina clean her room. That makes the second generation of friends to help out someone in our house with room cleaning. To those of you who are laughing now, thanks :-)

All Alone

You know those shows you have seen on TV or National Geographic that have the "plight of the lone person or animal or whatever's struggle"? And as you watch this incredible battle against the snowstorm/mountain/shark-riding-on-top-of-an-elephant-just-stomping-
and-biting-everything-in-sight, something isn't right? While the scene looks really compelling and the person/animal looks like they are all alone in the struggle you suddenly ask, "Isn't there someone there taking these pictures?"

A Day at the Beach

Noah's Sandy Feet

Andrew and the sand

Molly's Hat

4 Kids

A Day on River Street

Kids on a Boat Anchor

Elaina and Andrew - River Street

Andrew, Elaina, Noah and Granny

Noah and Emily

Andrew

Molly's Cat

When Noah was younger, we got a kitten. That kitten's name is Sally and to this day permits torture from Noah that no other person or cat have ever shared. As a kitten, Sally wouldn't mind being dangled from one leg while Noah examined her. As she grew, the boy would pick her up and carry her around the house in a bear hug. Never a word from the cat.
Enter baby Molly. Sally seems not to care much that she's there, but our other cat, Kisa (Russian for Kitty), flops down for her hourly tufting. Handfuls of hair fly as Molly "loves" her kitty. No scratches, no fight, no flight from the cat. So why would an animal allow systematic, repeated abuse from one human being while remaining relationally normal with all the others? I don't have a clue. But, it certainly is fun for the children...