Despite the bridge collapse on I-5, we and our stuff made it to Fry Lodge Mud Bay this weekend. We have spent the last two days unpacking a third of our belongings. A garage can be an amazing thing. We’ve never been – and will likely never be again – this organized.
Henry took a spill this morning and got a bloody lip (he’s fine, Grandma). It reminded me of this story.
At the end of the year, St. Joe’s kindergarteners take their parents through the work they’ve accumulated over the school year. Today, Henry Owen Fry took Kristine and me through his various assignments – everything from numbers (he can count and add!) to words (he can read and write!). We are so proud. Thank you Mrs. Cedergreen. Thank you St. Joe’s.
In preparation for our tour of hotel pools across the country this summer, Ruby and Henry have been taking swimming lessons at Safe N Sound.