As the pace of our lives go, the boys were sleepy as we inched northward to and across the Golden Gate Bridge into Marin County for their sleepover with friends.
Earlier today, we had a long, quiet "reading hour," where Aidan and Julia alternatively read to each other, and...
...Dylan read to himself. Middle children! So much can be, and often is, said about them -- their relative independence, their modesty, their emotional maturity. I am not quite sure what I think about these generalizations, but I do observe certain advantages and disadvantages of being sandwiched between older and younger siblings.
The boys have recently taken up a new sport -- tennis -- so the past two days we have spent considerable time in parks near here with tennis courts.
Athleticism carries across individual sports: speed, range, timing cannot be taught.
The strength in arms and legs also cannot be taught. Those gifted few who can swing themselves from any bars at any height always amaze me.
It was another hot summer Saturday, exactly halfway between my oldest daughter Laila's 1st wedding ceremony and her second. A week from now we will be in Nice, for the second. All three Saturdays, it appears, will be hot.
Now, for a few photos from last Saturday, courtesy of Carol Blecker:
Aidan in his second tux.
Dylan escorting flower girls to start the official wedding ceremony.
Julia with her buddy, Charlie.
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