This past weekend we made an overdue Philly jaunt to see the Philly Ryans (Alice, Aran, Zach, Josh). While there we made a family pilgrimage to Rittenhouse Square for some photos with a frog. Grandma Trixie posed with this frog some time in the winter of '76 with an Uncle Aran growing in her belly and some snow on the froggy so we all traipsed back to say "hi" together. Full family pics to follow (they're on Aran's camera).
This is Fiona's "grumpy" face but it looks like a Tyra Banks fierce look to me.
Jeez, my people are good looking.
"What big teeth you have, lion!"
One of several Rodman Street potty sessions.
And one of maybe 6 trips to the Seger Park at the end of the block.
Watermelon and cousins: the best.
Summer's pretty great.
Helping cousin Zach fill buckets for the thirsty, baby trees on the block.
Off to water with Uncle Aran.
A final (helmeted) street pee before heading home via Liz's LAST PREGNANT CAR TRIP EVER.
EVER.
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