Greetings Little One

The greatest brownie spokesperson on the planet today

In the event that Dunkin Hines or one of its competitors is looking for a spokesperson for its Brownie mix, I may have just the person for you.

Mommy’s brownies are made from scratch, but I’m sure that you could be equally cute for anything out of the box.

For the right price, of course.

   

Two peas in a pod

The two of you get along so well, little one, probably because you’re so close in mental acuity.

It makes us so happy that you love your Gramps so much.

 

Morning crew

This is what I have to leave everyday when I go to work, little ones.

It ain’t easy.

Last snowfall of 2013

   

Two days later.

  

Passover 2013

We spent Passover 2013 at Aunt Nancy’s house, little ones.

Nine months old!

        

Charlie loves cats

Or at least Owen, who is smart enough not to bite babies.

It might be the only reason our mother hasn’t thrown him out of the house.

   

Future impressionist

You don’t love to paint, little one, but you like it.

It took Mommy about ten minutes to set this up, and you painted for about ten minutes.

She asked you to paint another, but you declined. 

 

New toy!

Your sister loves you, big guy, but she stinks at sharing this hula hoop. Just for the record.

 

Happy 70th anniversary

My Aunt Diane has informed me that today would have been my grandparents 70th anniversary.

Albert Mandeville and Irene Rondeau were married at Precious Blood Church in Woonsocket, Rhode Island on a Monday morning, March 22, 1943, while my grandfather was on leave from the Army.

My Aunt Carolyn was born almost exactly 10 months later.

It’s remarkable to think about how many lives spun out from that day seventy years ago. Two people fell in love and married, and generations of families spilled forth as a result.

I wish they could’ve known you two.

There are many reasons to wish for time travel, little ones, but for me, one would be to travel back to this day and see my grandparents in the prime of their life.