


fun in threes, sometimes fours
the girl



The Girl is writing a piece about Polish Easter traditions for the church bulletin where Polish Mass is held each month. She spent over half an hour last evening interviewing K about the traditions. Sure, she knows them herself, but not well enough to write about them. And not well enough to discuss the symbolism.




Today, she began writing. We'll put it here once it's done.
What else to do on a sunny Thursday afternoon than to spend some time in the backyard?
The kids decided to jump rope with K holding one end and a tree, the other.







The Girl decided she wanted a photoshoot while on the swing. And soon enough, she was making silly faces.









The dog was, well, just the dog.





Monday afternoon. We've all survived work and school. The first day back is behind us.

We run down to the new trampoline and start bouncing like mad.

Clover, too, is ready for some fun.

And then, when it's time to put the Boy to bed, I fall asleep with him, and Monday afternoon doesn't get recorded until Tuesday evening.