Sofia literally painting her nails |



A couple of hours after Mandy left Erica and her family arrived for the weekend. In advance of a big birthday this summer I've been trying to get people into town so I can spend time with old friends and Erica was nice enough to oblige. With one very, very sweet kid (Bodhi) they for sure thought we were crazy. Sofia pulled her usual tricks and wouldn't share even a truck she had never before been interested in. After a rainy start to the weekend we had a beautiful Sunday and took a bike ride down to the Lincoln Memorial and then to Yards Park where we left Erica and Sam to run to First Communion.



Some one from the church came to talk to us the previous weekend in advance of First Communion and was visibly shaken by my very brief response to her question about my relationship with God. I hate to disappoint people, but I also can't possible lie to someone from the church. Without knowing what to expect I really enjoyed the ceremony and Charlie was so proud of himself and of his suit. It felt like a rite of passage even if not necessarily in the way it was meant. We were taken in by Ian's family afterwards to celebrate and who opened our eyes and tastebuds to a phenomenon of chocolate ravioli. Deliciousness.


Sofia remains a force to be reckoned with but also increasingly pleasant. She still leaves every friend's house in a screaming fit, but in between she is charming and affectionate. She is famous on the Brent playground among the PreK 3 and 4 girls. I can't say that she is widely liked, but she sure is well known for not actually going to school there yet....
Diego is forever my bag of sugar who will still surprise us sometimes with his sweetness. He'll randomly ask us how our day was or thank me profusely and in the most genuine way for a cup of water. He plays the card too because he'll start crying and we automatically get mad at Charlie or Sofia even if Diego instigated the fight. I also love that he loves his pottery class. He complains about going to almost any class, but not pottery.