Over a year ago, Ali set up an NHN photo shoot. A broken arm, several rainy days, and other such obstacles later, we finally had our photo shoot. With such a run of bad luck and our legendary inability to take even one good photo with all of us, our expectations were admittedly low. But we talked a good game and combed the girls’ hair. Finally, the day had come. (more…)
Despite what Lesley might tell you, I am not that great at giving gifts. What is the point of giving a gift if it isn’t meaningful, well-thought-out, and specifically geared to that person? I try, but many times, I fall short of that tall order. Story, on the other hand, is a master. Not having monetary means, she can identify the perfect old toy of hers to bring huge smiles to any friend. She has a knack for thinking of others and making them feel special. I’ve seen her do it with the girls (her stepsisters, as she calls them) many times. This past week, though, she gave Riley the greatest gift she’s ever received and inadvertently gave me the greatest gift I’ve ever had. (more…)
I had a wonderful weekend planned. Saturday, we were going to set up the pool and grill out. The sun would be shining, the girls would be swimming, and Ali and I would be enjoying a refreshing glass of homemade sangria while soaking up some vitamin D and relaxing.
And then I woke up. (more…)
