At long last Ollie has a few new siblings. This weekend, after much ado, Sally and Rio joined the family.
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Yesterday the family Jenkins and twelve of Reese’s closest friends celebrated her fifth birthday. The theme was “ballerina”: all the girls dressed up in pink tutus and Rhonda hired a ballet teacher to come in and teach them a few basics.
Thanks as always to Ronnie, good times were had by all. Unfortunately I did not do a particularly good job as cameraman: lots of shots of the girls, but of the adults not so many:
This weekend we joined the family Richardson/Bryant and later the families Joffe and “G” (actual name withheld on request) for a two-day camping trip at Wish Poosh near Cle Elum. The trip went without a hitch until about dinner time Saturday night, when the rain came — and didn’t leave. We ended up hightailing it out of there on Sunday morning as the rain continued to fall, but not before we had a heck of a good time.
A few pics:
Another Independence Day is in the books.
We kicked off the day up with the Otterlees at the Edmonds Independence Day parade.
From there we headed back to casa de Otterlee for a good ol’ fashioned backyard barbecue.
After that it was back home for some power napping and meltdowns. From there we wrapped the day up with the Cheuks and Lake Union fireworks at Laurelhurst Park.
Not a bad day if I do say so.
This weekend we did Mother’s Day sans Mom. Ronnie’s dad passed away on Thursday after a long battle with cancer, so she’s in Phoenix with her family. The kids and I nevertheless tried to pack in a decent weekend’s worth of activity, and I think they had fun.
We started out with Reese’s soccer practice on Saturday morning, followed by breakfast at Burger Master and then a day’s worth of horsing around at home. We closed the day down with dinner from the 45th Avenue taco truck:
Reese and Finn redefined the way to eat tacos.
Mother’s Day itself was also quite packed. We started off before 9 am with a trip to the beach at Magnuson Park:
Where brother and sister tried their best to throw rocks without hitting Ollie:
Then it was another battle-filled day at home — Finn on one side, Reese and I on the other. (Behavioral difficulties to say the least.) Later in the day we joined the Cheuks up at the Roosevelt High School football field, where
Needless to say, I doubt Pete Carroll will be calling anytime soon.
No Mom, but not a bad Mother’s Day weekend. When Mom gets back this week, we’ll try the “Mother” part of “Mother’s Day.”
When I was growing up, Christmas was the big day for presents.
At Casa de Jenkins circa 2011, Christmas is still the Day of the Big Haul. But Easter ain’t so bad, either. This morning the kids woke up to full Easter baskets and gifts galore, courtesy of the “easter bunny.”
A few pics:
My creative wheels have been stuck in the mud the past few days and shaking money out of my empty-pocketed tenants is growing a bit old. So today I took the whole family out for a midday stroll through the cross-park trail at Magnuson Park. A few pics:
While Ronnie and Reese tackled phase two of the tea party cleanup, Finn, Ollie and I enjoyed a wonderful couple of hours trekking through the crosspark trails at Magnuson Park. We started in the south parking lot, made our way through the mud of the trails, and ended up down by Kite Hill, where we spent thirty minutes or so skipping — in Finn’s case throwing — rocks.
We had a Pop Warner version of “I Shouldn’t Be Alive” on the way back. We came to a fork in the road — I picked the wrong way. We ended up going gosh knows where until I decided to take a “short cut” through some wetlands. Thirty minutes later we were still in there. We eventually emerged after hacking it through some sticker bushes.
Ollie was not pleased.
My dear friend Suzi Kelly from New Jersey sent me these as Christmas gifts. Pretty, pretty, pretty darn cool.
I have never been a big New Year’s Eve guy. I think the last time I made it to midnight was 1999.
Once every eleven years ain’t bad.
Last night the Moellers and their friends Georgio and Beatrice from Rome joined Benezra, Ronnie and I for some New Year’s Eve festivities at casa de Jenkins. And we actually made it to 1:30 am.
A few pics: