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Week 28 (July 15th- 21st): Dinah, Won’t You Blow Your Horn?

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I’m not sure if we live on the good side or the bad side of the tracks, but we can hear train whistles all day long. It hasn’t seemed to get old to the kids, even though they still like to ask “What’s that sound?” when the whistle blows. I think it inspired Caroline’s subconscious because for three weeks straight she played with nothing but trains.

When I was kid, my father used to tell us to lift our feet when we drove over train tracks. As a kid, I wasn’t sure exactly why, but I did it because my dad (and grandmother) worked for the railroad so I figured they had the inside scoop. Now that we are in an area that has rails everywhere, I have taken to joking around with the kids and telling them to lift their feet as we go over the tracks. They wanted to know why. A quick internet search told me it’s suppose to be good luck or you are suppose to make a wish, depending on what you prefer to believe. So my new found knowledge has lead me to wonder if I was lifting for luck, wishes or some other reason all those years. I haven’t had a chance to hear from my dad what his spin on this wacky tradition is so I am going with luck over wishes.

Why not pick wishes? Well, for one thing, I never had a pony. I am sure that if I was making wishes for lifting my feet over train tracks, one of those wishes would have been for a pony. And secondly, I don’t feel unlucky. I’ve never been one to have tremendous luck…no winning lottery ticket, no long lost relative leaving me millions. But I’ve also never broken any bones, been deathly sick or destitute. I feel lucky in life and love. Maybe I should start participating in the leg lifting again, you know, just to make sure I don’t lose my luck.

The kids and I were out doing errands last Monday when the flashing lights and the gates lowered to signal a train would be passing by. Caroline and Liam were silent at first, not sure why we were stopped. Then Captain Obvious (who’s true identity shall remain hidden) declared that a train was coming and cheers erupted. The cheers were short lived, as was the train. A small commuter train, Silver Bullet style, passed in a flash. I think they both were hoping for a slow moving freight train. No matter, they both are on the lookout—lifting feet, eyes peeled for flashing signals and closing gates. And gaining good along the way.

Our luck…first at the gate

Chug chug….They definitely were hoping for something with a bit more character

Week 28 (July 8th-14th): You Say It’s Your Birthday

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To say Caroline was excited about her 4th birthday would be an understatement. This girl woke up with a smile and kept it all day.

In the morning, she played with her little brother, watched her favorite new show (Gaspard & Lisa) on Mom and Dad’s bed and was happy to see that Daddy came home early from work to spend the day with her. Lunch out was followed by a surprise trip to the Long Island Aquarium. Naps were skipped and dinner was breakfast, with her favorite: sausage. She ate four links in honor of her birthday.

Then it was presents and playing with new toys. She was positively thrilled with her cake and made a lovely wish: I wish we could all have birthday’s on the same day all year. If this wish comes true her brother will be the happiest kid in the world!

The restaurant we ate at was called Jerry and the Mermaid. Maybe we should rename it Jeff and the Mermaid?

Birthday Girl and Mom

The happiest little girl in the world

Here’s hoping all your wishes come true

Week 27 (July 1st-7th): Pool Party

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It seems our family has settled well into our new digs. Pictures are hung, pantry is stocked. And it’s only been three weeks. I am amazed that the house already feels like home.

A new home feels like a fresh start. We have all our old stuff, but there is a unique merging of the old and new when you move. The old recliner that has seen better days gets a prime spot in front of the tv. Pots and pans that had been out of reach in the old house are now up front and being used regularly. Toys that haven’t been used in months are now favorites again. Because we got rid of so little before this move, we have had very little that we had to purchase to make this house feel like our home.

The one thing that is 100% new to us is the pool in the backyard. It was not on our list of must haves when Jeff and I were house hunting. In fact, it was almost a deterrent when we were considering renting this place. But we are here and this is home and the pool is open. Our two little kids have turned into little fish. Caroline claims she is not a fish but a mermaid and Liam says he’s a shark. No matter, they are taking full advantage of the pool out back.

Jeff and Liam taking a dip

Caroline practices her swim moves with help from the float

Week 26 (June 24th-30th): Reserved Seating

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We had these bar stools when we lived in Maine. Ten years ago. They have moved with us from Maine to New Jersey to Florida to Maryland. I asked Jeff about getting rid of them. Every. Single. Move. He won out on keeping them even though we had no place to use them.

Well, here they are in East Quogue. And they are making up for lost time. Caroline and Liam have claimed them as their own. They love being up high and right with the action. Who wouldn’t, right?

So now that the stools have found a new beginning in New York, I fear that my desire to purge before the next move will be vetoed. I mean, Jeff’s faith that we would one day use them again was right. If we had gotten rid of them, I can just imagine that one of us would have been saying, “Remember those stools we had at the Wharf House? They’d be perfect here.”

Caroline and Liam on their perches while Dad gets ready to make the first batch of pancakes in our new home.

Prior to moving, Jeff and Liam gave these old stools a new life