We brought Bea in for her summer haircut this morning, hoping to get her groomed before Margaret returned from moving Nate to Ann Arbor. Here she is, in her shaggy glory and in her shorn humility.
Margaret and Nate arrived safely this afternoon, and everyone’s exhausted — but the five of us are together for a week. What exciting adventures will we come up with? Maybe (in keeping with the family stereotype to which David linked) we should check out Who Killed the Electric Car?