elan

i thought about your dad this weekend. so young to leave, and how hard that must have been for you. how lovely that the joy of your son's birthday comes soon enough to help negate the sorrow your father's birthday brings.

four years old. when mandy was 4, we bought her this huge yellow tonka dump truck, it was almost as big as she was.

i was pregnant with elly that summer, it was one of the most beautiful summers i can remember, we would go walking and eat the plums and peaches right from the trees, and it is so funny now, but they were two of the three foods i preferred when i was pregnant with elly - the third was roast beef sandwiches. every time i relate that story now, i wonder if that is how she became a vegan - a surfeit of beef in utero...

what did you do to celebrate the day?

Yeah!