I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack....
[Necklace courtesy of Caleb, freshly made, just that morning. I like how looking down it says "WOW" at me. Jim's necklace is pretty awesome, too. The a's and d's all look the same, so Jim's says "AAA" or "DDD" depending on your preferences.]
Is blogger even still a thing?
Ah, well.
I would try to catch you up on four years of adventures, but that sounds like work, so let's pretend my last post was a giant cliffhanger and now the story continues. Something, something, something; mumble, mumble, mumble.
Ah hem.
We are all older, not really wiser, ....though the boys are all back in school (WAAAAAHHOOOOOO 💃💃💃💃💃💃 !!!!)
...Except when they are sick. Rae came down with a cough last Friday and we have all been quarantined together until his Covid test came back negative from the county health department (yesterday evening; you can bet I was refreshing that browser frequently). Because I like my house and sanity, we spent our time biking and hiking.
[My lovely dabbers--- Cay very serious; Rae happy; and Joe silly]
[The Biker Gang: my ebike has a passenger seat which Joe uses; Cay is doing great (still using training wheels); and Rae, is the --as yet--unrivaled leader. Don't worry, there will be a picture with Cay's face, eventually.]
We biked a part of the C&O canal towpath. There are locks and old buildings and the Potomac River on one side. If we stopped for any length of time, the mosquitoes found me, so I hurried everyone along. On the ride back, a runner passed us! Watching that runner, Cay had renewed determination to speed up. The runner's pace was slightly faster than Cay's lackadaisical one, so Cay had to work to pass him, which--of course--he did. He carefully monitored the runner's progress, looking over his shoulder and hollering, "He's so close!!!" then redoubling his efforts. Thank you, pacesetting runner man.
[Everyone else was still in school, so we had the skate park all to ourselves two days in a row. Sick day bonus!]
My mom turned four furniture dollies into scooters for the boys (and her) last summer, and they loved using them at the skate park (as opposed to just the garage floor).
Joe was an especially bold dolly-er. As an infant, we called him the Buddha Baby because he was so chill---especially in comparison to his older brother---and he's super chill as a skate park bum, too. On his first run, he went down one ramp and then unintentionally careened down a second ramp with unruffled aplomb. Luckily, I am practiced at not letting the panic show on my face. 👍👍 , Joe.
Joe was an especially bold dolly-er. As an infant, we called him the Buddha Baby because he was so chill---especially in comparison to his older brother---and he's super chill as a skate park bum, too. On his first run, he went down one ramp and then unintentionally careened down a second ramp with unruffled aplomb. Luckily, I am practiced at not letting the panic show on my face. 👍👍 , Joe.
[But why male models?]
The Delaplaine Art Center offers so many awesome art classes that I am pretty sure I will never want to move again. My last class was Self-Portraiture in Clay.
[Here's Cay helping me add more clay. See, I told you I'd have a picture with his face.]
I am still dinking around with it and enjoying that process.
Back to Rae: he still has a gross sounding cough and is staying home today; but since he had a negative Covid test, his brothers are back at school. He's living it up on the couch, humidifier humidifying, cough drops on hand, and YouTube playing.
How many Gen Z-ers want to be YouTube celebrities?
At least my three.
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