Same steps, different child.

Wii.

The middle.




Child.

This is the one we went to the Egyptian Room at the British Museum for. I took dozens of photos of mummies in various states of undress, dozens of photos of hieroglyphics, and sat with for an hour in front of the Luxor obelisk decoding what some of the signs meant for him. He spotted Cleopatra's needle on the bank of the Thames from hundreds of feet away while suspended from the contraption known at the London Eye. He was the one that noticed the chariots pulled by chickens on the bedroom ceilings at Versailles. He was the one that wasn't jet-lagged. He was the one that remained pleasant no matter what new experience we threw at him on the trip.

Snow.




We've had lots of it. The Husband (bless his heart) took the Kids out to frolic in the snow every. single. day.

Frankly, I'm pretty tired of it. The snow - not the Husband, the Kids or the frolicking.

The Baby in front of the Notre Dame.




If you as The Baby what she liked best about our European trip, she'll tell you, "Paris, because it had the most pigeons."

That sound you hear is the sound of her mother sighing deeply and shaking her head.

My oldest on the banks of the Seine. Notice the slightly "perturbed with the mamarazzi" look on his face (thanks for the word,Jules) and the dust on his shoes from hours of pounding the streets of Paris. Does anyone know which bridge this is? I thought I would always remember . . .

Three kids have created with these lovely foam blocks. S is the last one - she builds them incessantly. I hate to tear them down knowing that this is a fleeting time in this house, the time of the foam block buildings. I wonder what she'll think as an adult, when she comes across the hundreds of images I have of her (and her brother's) creations. I think one of the reasons I am a photographer is to hold on to little moments like these - to document them, so that someone remembers.

We're 100!
Today is our family's 100th birthday (the 100 comes from adding up all our ages). We are not celebrating the 100th today, though - this is the celebration for the one who turned us 100.