| August 29, 2005 Yesterday, Matt and I picked up Jaimie in Brooklyn and drove up to Millbury to help Krissy and Luke move into their house. It was a lively, tiring, and very enjoyable day. We walked up and down their three flights of stairs dozens of times, hauling down big and small items – boxes, bags, tables, chairs, beds, and even their new washing machine. We were fortunate in two respects: the weather was delightfully cool and breezy, and we were all in a friendly, spirited mood. Smiles and laughter were almost always present. We were also fortunate to have so much good help. Jaimie, Matt, and Luke worked tirelessly and good-naturedly, and Krissy’s brother Danny, cousin Pat, and brother-in-law Tom lent their strength and enthusiasm for some of the larger items. (They managed to shove one washing machine down the narrow stairs to the finished basement, and then hauled the old one up.) At the end of the day, a highlight, for Matt and me, was a visit with Noah down in Brooklyn on the way home. Matt played patiently with him for nearly an hour, and it was easy to see that Noah loved having him there. I watched in admiration as this charming little boy and his loving uncle had great fun together. My favorite scene was when Noah donned what he calls his “mowing hat” and pretended to mow the “grass” in the studio. (See picture above.) It was a lovely, lucky Sunday for all of us. |
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