|The givers of many little gifts|
Passover came and went, with a flurry of chaos and love and joy and family.
|Great aunts and uncles, distant cousins... a ridiculously full house for the Passover seder|
|My Jewish, atheistic, color blind father dyes his first Easter eggs with my children|
|Yeah, that's me rocking out with a live band at a seedy bar. I'm singing the Beatles, because I'm edgy.|
|Photo by Balee Images|
|Kisses and hugs are always the best gifts|
It's so close to done, I'm almost afraid of finishing it.
And through all this, it's been the little things that have kept me happy beyond reason.
|My children, singing the Four Questions in Hebrew for their enormous extended family|
|Beautiful sunny days after a bitter, seemingly eternal winter|
|Visits from old friends|
|The friendship of these remarkable and ridiculous women|
(Again, Balee Images)
|My daughter marching around the house in her Pirates cap, screaming "GO PIRATES!" at the top of her little lungs|
I've missed you all.
It's going to be a glorious summer.