This girl had such a great season. Last summer H wasn’t even walking on her own yet. This was her first real kid summer, and I’m sad to see it go. I mean, it’s still 84 degrees outside, but you know how summer feels “over” once Labor Day comes and goes. From Lancaster with my mom to the county fair to fruit picking to visiting grandparents, we did a ton of stuff in those two-and-a-half months. I didn’t realize how much until I looked back this morning. Here are some more summer photos.
We went back to Lancaster July 1-3, but this time it was three generations of women heading to Kitchen Kettle Village. I do love it there, although after our second stay in the Inn at Kitchen Kettle Village I’m a little grossed out by the infrequently-washed carpets. It was much worse this time, I may have to rethink things for our next visit.
This is what we got ourselves up to.
It has been busy around here. Today was Hannah’s last day of school, and I’ve been writing and sewing quite a bit. Plus, all of the makeover prep for this site!
So, it is taking a while to finish posting these trip photos from Normandy. I still have quite a few, but I’m going to bust them all out in one final post.
I love, love, loved Rouen. I especially loved the timber-framed buildings.
Easter is a bit of a strange holiday for us around here. We’re kind of haphazard in how/if we celebrate it each year, so this was the first year that we took Hannah to an Easter egg hunt. We went to Allaire Village for the 10,000 Easter Egg Hunt. Despite being surrounded by disappointed parents and kids who didn’t find any eggs, Hannah managed to get 4 in the “baby corral” (and we gave some away to toddlers who didn’t get any).
After spending last weekend in DC, Hannah and I dropped Adam off at the train station so he could come back to NYC for work. But I’d decided a couple of months before that it would be really fun for Hannah and me to go away together for a few days during her spring break. A mommy/daughter trip.
So, we (I) decided to drive from Washington to Lancaster county in PA. After a morning running around DC together, we hopped in the car and set off.
Hannah’s school was closed for spring break this week, so we decided to drive down to Washington D.C. last weekend to see the sites. Neither Adam nor I had been to DC since we were kids. We were only there from Friday night through Monday, and there was so much we didn’t get to see. But we had such a marvelous weekend; gorgeous weather, lots to see and do, tons of fun with the toddler. We’re already anxious to go back.
This year’s visit to Santa, which took place the weekend before last, began with tears and ended with suspicious tolerance. I’ll write more about our holiday traditions this year when I’ve got a second to catch my breath, but for now I’ll let these photos speak for themselves.