I was so busy working on my trip to Syracuse that I took very few photos. Mom took some photos of Iris dressing up in silk scarves and looking cross-eyed at a raisin balanced on her nose and doing other stuff that absolutely wonderful grandmothers might do with their grandchildren when, suddenly and for the first time, they are in charge all day for many days in a row. Iris had a great time. She completely wore Mom out.

On my last day there, while I was busy packing, Iris played with the vintage mid-century Fisher Price Family House. The house has everything a house might need. As I walked up and down stairs and in and out of rooms, Iris re-arranged the furniture. I watched a moment as Iris placed and removed one household item after another on the arm of a chair. Then she delicately crawled onto the chair, into the nook of her sleeping grandmother’s body, and played with the toys.

Unfortunately, the doll Mommy and doll Grandma seem to have gone on a dust-bunny hunt together. The household of  a girl, a boy, a baby and two dogs is now headed by a single man.

You know, you can hand a stranger a camera you think is perfectly set up for point & shoot & then you get all the photos back & they’re all crooked out of focus with a ton of motion blur & then it’s like, WTF? And then you know you’re doomed because there’s nothing to do to rescue the photos but distress them even more and more.

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Alexandre is selling his goalie gear.

You could get all this stuff for a great price! (Couch not included.)

If it fits you, you will look exactly like this. (Boy not included.)