
I can see it now: Jo(h)n - in his cuff links and bow tie - and Liz - in her evening gown and pearls - at Binky Burger. A little out of place perhaps, but special none the less. After all, isn't that the kind of thing memories are made of? :-)


“Ben, how does it feel to be eight?” “I don’t know!”
“Since it’s my birthday, can I lick my plate?”
“Do I have to do my school work today?”
We had a pancake breakfast (with 8 candles) for Ben

- A birthday phone call from Gramma -

"All humans realize they are loved when they witness the dawn: early morning is the triumph of good over evil. Absolved by light we decide to go on."
- rufus wainwright
I am not sure I agree with everything Mr. Wainwright said, but dawn is a special time. It is still, cold, and beautiful; it refreshes the soul.
The heavens are telling of the glory of God; And their expanse is declaring the work of His hands. ... In them He has placed a tent for the sun, Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber; It rejoices as a strong man to run his course. Its rising is from one end of the heavens, And its circuit to the other end of them; And there is nothing hidden from its heat.
-Psalm 19:1, 4b-6






We all had a great time, and we all got really dirty! Ben learned how to ride a motorcycle - he even learned how to shift! Ben and Julia also enjoyed riding in a handle-less shovel as it was towed behind a quad.
