tried something new to prevent squishing
Monday morning, Merja and I met up at the Court St station in Brooklyn for one last photography walk – shooting landscapes for the class we’re in together right now. It was a beautiful sunny day.
Outside St Ann Trinity church
We enjoyed a very large extended family dinner at L&B Spumoni Gardens.
And then off for a good night’s sleep!
**SCREECH* Let’s just stop this and zoom in here for a moment.
Merja and her family were kind enough to meet me on my own stomping grounds of Sheepshead Bay. We stopped at a little restaurant off Emmons for some sustenance.
Then we took a photo walk by Sheepshead Bay and across to the Manhattan Beach Park.
A mini-photographer and a very accustomed model
We said our goodbyes – with Merja and I planning to meet the following morning again – and went our separate ways after a lovely afternoon.
Jireh and I stopped for coffee on the way back and then headed to my mom’s… where my ever-vigilant sister had locked all the doors. We hung out and rested for a bit and then I went to meet them and retrieve a set of keys.
stay tuned for the photos of our evening with family.
Woke up with beautiful light streaming through the window.
I was in plenty of time to get to Mass on Sunday. Got myself and Phin ready and then went to wake up Jireh. She came down in her PJ’s and got some coffee – it all felt relaxed until I looked at the clock in the kitchen and panicked. It was only 15 minutes until Mass started, and it was about a 10 minute walk! I rushed her off to hurry and get dressed, quickly got myself together but didn’t complete niceties like makeup, and pushed the kids out the door. In my hurry I left my phone on the dresser which I noticed when I tried to check the time. I hadn’t borrowed my sister’s stroller yet so we took turns carrying Phineas and holding his hands. We walked in expecting to see Mass starting but to my surprise it hadn’t.
Phineas used up all his patience during this wait, apparently, and was impossible during most of Mass.
I thought I heard him say “Go in Peace.”
Trying to keep him quiet in the memorial candle area
He just wants out
Hm, now what?
On the way back from church we went to my sister’s to pick up the stroller. Look at those little rascals.
I ate a pear while I was there, and I think my mom heard about it, thought “Hey, Sarah likes pears!” and then the next time she was at the fruit store, bought me about 8 lbs of various kinds of pears for me to enjoy.❤ I have to be careful about saying I like something when I go back home.
After we got back to my mom’s, I told her about rushing out the door and then having to wait for a while before Mass started. She said, “Oh, you weren’t looking at the microwave clock, were you? Daddy sets the kitchen clocks fast. I never look at those.” !! Mystery solved.
Next, I met up with my friend Merja which will be in the next post!
Lured by the prospect of meeting a longtime photography friend from Paris, I decided to take a trip back to my homeland for a few days. I brought the nursing toddler and a babysitter (Jireh ;)) with me.
The cheerful ride to the airport
A seasoned traveler
If I can throwback a minute, here’s a photo from almost exactly 11 years ago with Jireh:
Some more pics from the plane.
We arrived and Phineas made himself right at home.
And we all hung out enjoying each other for a while.
After a Brooklyn-timed dinner (eg 9:30ish) fit for a king, we were all happy to get some rest for the night!