May is my favorite month: it's sunny and flowery and I get to watch my kids get hysterical if a bee comes within 10 yards of them. Three of them have inherited my distinct screeching while flapping arms move. Caleb remains stoic under almost any circumstance. Two weeks ago, he sprained his finger in school and didn't tell me about it until five minutes before his evening baseball practice was over. It was swollen and a lovely shade of aubergine.
In early May, John and I went to NYC for the sole purpose of checking out the progress of the Freedom Tower. We had heard rumors a skyscraper was going up, but after ten years, one wants to see such a thing for oneself. John told me that when it's completed, it will be 1,776 feet. Two hours later, I got it. And honestly, I think it's a little hokey.
The real purpose for the trip was to attend a wedding reception at The Players Club in Gramercy Park, which is where I'm going to live after John dies and I land me a millionaire. Gramercy Park, not the Players Club.
The Players Club is not as risque as it sounds. I was disappointed, too. Apparently, it's the place where Mark Twain went to play pool. I know this because they had his pool cue on display above a fireplace.
The next day was Mother's Day. John took me to a Yankee's Game. On Father's Day, we're going to the NYC Ballet, because that's how a marriage works. It's all about give and take.
We hate the Yankees, but were well behaved and impressed with the beautiful stadium. We were also surprised to find that the Yankee fans seemed like normal individuals; none of them wore pants made out of one hundred dollar bills. We ate hot dogs and wrinkled our nose surreptitiously when A-Rod went up to bat. The Mariners won, so that was nice.
This is the last picture I took of Kiah before her accident: She's with her boyfriend, Charlie the Chow Chow.
The twins and their spider hats! (They won't go in the bathroom if there's even a remote possibility a spider is in there. Shrieking and flapping if they see one.)
I accompanied Ben on his class trip to the zoo! We had some important Ben and Mommy time. And Ben and Mommy and sea lion time. And Ben and Mommy and polar bear time.
The twins had their end-of-the-year school picnic!
On Memorial Day weekend, we met friends in Olcott and rode the carousel and threw rocks in Lake Ontario. My kids could throw rocks into Lake Ontario for the rest of their lives and feel they'd lived lives full of joy and purpose.
The next day, we had a barbecue at our friends' house. They have a pool. Ella and Dan floated for a long time. This picture is taken after Daniel started to sink. I was successfully fishing him out of the pool when my husband dashed across the patio and plunged into the water, soaking me and ruining his iPhone. He dubbed himself a hero. I dubbed him... something else.
Ella cut her own hair this month. I bought some headbands to hide the problem areas. This is how she likes to wear her headbands. She also likes to wear socks in the summer. Those are not bruises on her arm, but sticker residue. Sticker residue is the worst.
And that was May. Where are the pictures of Caleb? This is a good question. I'll ponder that over the course of June.