This weekend, we drove down to Baltimore to celebrate our PopPop. He was having a very big birthday. So big, he got three cakes!

While being with our great-grandparents was fun, time with cousins was especially wonderful.
On Sunday morning I missed my usual swimming class, so Daisy agreed to help me 'make an arrow' and 'float with big arms.'


Then it was off to brunch at Suburban House to continue PopPop's celebration weekend with bagels and lox.
I wanted to keep with Sunday morning tradition, so I worked with mommy on the crossword.
Speaking of a relaxing Sunday morning, how about some massages?!
Don't we girls look relaxed - thumbs in or, as Aunt Julie says, "assuming the position."
It was also nice to spend some time with Great Uncle Herb, even if he seemed more interested in guy stuff.
We are just as cozy as pigs-in-a-blanket having a matzoh ball. We couldn't have pickled a better family. Speaking of picking, couldn't you come up with some better deli puns? Is my humor too wry or have we gotten carraway-ed?

Bobo fed us our first jell-o ever. It was so yummy and jiggly. Just like you, sis.
PopPop has a spectacular lap. Just the right size for two girls. Yes, I know. I remember when Leah and I were little we fit just right (scroll down a bit)...




































