The other day, Nora was in my office chastising me for something in her gibberish language, so I got out the video camera. While I was taping, her mother called her into the living room to put on some sunscreen in preparation for an afternoon trip to the beach, so I walked with her, with a slight detour into the kitchen. The result is a sort of Nora’s-eye-view of our front hallway, kitchen and living room.
We live about an eight minute car ride from one of the nicest beaches on the northern coast of Spain. Last year, shackled to an infant, we never went once. But this year we’re looking forward to many more trips, maybe even a sand castle or two, and seeing just how much sand a baby [...]
When my parents came to visit last week, they brought two suitcases, one for clothes and one for Christmas presents. So for the first time our little plastic Christmas tree looked like it should, rising up from a sea of wrapped toys and books and other goodies. In Spain (in my family at least), there [...]
Wow, what a day March 24, 2009 turned out to be. Marga started having contractions at 23:45 the night before and suffered for three and a half hours at home before letting me take her to the hospital. During that time, she took her midwife’s advice to take a shower and do her best to [...]