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    South Coast Botanic Garden

    A few shots from a recent afternoon at the South Coast Botanic Garden. Love that place.           Waving to the fish below.   This little bee decided to photobomb my flower picture. Or maybe I was intruding on his turf.           Love them.           Like father like daughter. She is his mini in so many ways.   Love her.   On your mark… get set…   GO!       How come he looks so grown up to me here? Wah.   Love them.

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    The Cherry Orchard (Part I)

    We woke up one Saturday morning with the realization that we had the whole day in front of us with nothing scheduled. I love those kind of days.   “Do you think the kids would want to try strawberry picking again or no?” he asked. Remembering what a less than stellar time we had the last time we tried this, we both paused. “Weeeeell, what do you think about cherry picking instead?” I countered.                                                                        …

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    So Boss. Part 2.

    Bright and early (how do they do that after going to sleep so late??) the next morning, all were up and at ’em.                                                                                                                           And that was how we launched our firstborn into the double-digits. Happy birthday, Mikey. You are a blessing and a gift to us. We love you.

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    So Boss. Part 1.

    Boss. That appears to be the term du jour for the ten year old set these days. Or, at least the ten year old boys I’ve hung out with recently. As in, “that Lego set is boss.” Or, “this game on the Kindle is so boss.” And if a thing was particularly awesome/special/worthy of note? Beast.   Those two words were thrown around quite liberally during Mikey’s birthday sleepover. Instead of making a big deal out of this milestone birthday, all he wanted was a small family celebration with ice cream cake on his actual birthday, and then a sleepover with three of his good buddies from church. Done and…

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    Hello Old Friends

    “Are you ready for a Fermin Invasion?” came the Facebook message. The answer was an emphatic YES. And just like that, dear old friends from Minnesota med school days came to stay overnight with us. It was too brief, and Phil (of course) was on call that night, but delightfully refreshing to catch up and laugh over old memories while making new ones.