The morning of May 24 was one of those moments when life takes a brief unexpected turn.  This was the first official day of Summer Break.  Greta and Stella made big plans to spend a long weekend with their mom and had departed the previous evening.  Ellie had been invited to go to Florida for a week with close friends.  Our friends came to pick up Ellie that morning and, I think to their surprise as well as ours, invited Ana along as well.  She was overjoyed to go, and Jean and I found ourselves without kids for an entire weekend for the first time since our honeymoon.

The Three Puttputteers in Florida

We debated what to do with our weekend:  an impromptu trip to New York City? a quiet weekend in a mountain cabin?

After exploring these and many other possibilities, we decided to stay home and pack up the house together.  Music was played, good meals were eaten, naps were taken, and many, many boxes were filled.