Sam's 15th Birthday
Sam, who turned 15 on May 27, has been on vacation for only 2 days and is already quite bored with summer. There are no waves and he has no interest in going hiking with his grandma or interning at our friends design studio. Oh yes to be 15 again! He reluctantly got up early with his brothers, who still have a couple more weeks of school, to open a few hand made cards and be part of the morning rush to get out of the house.
As luck had it, the Dodgers played a day game in Colorado and the birthday boy was given the gift of Vin Scully on the radio and a 3 game sweep of the Rockies.
Sam’s dinner request was cheese burgers, french fries, Caesar salad and Beard Papa for dessert. You can read all about dinner on Sam’s food blog.
Just as the burgers were served, Henry noticed it was almost 6:38- the time Sam was born right down the block 15 years ago.
It’s another crazy night around here. It’s late, Ollie is upset that his whoopee cushion and rubber chicken he got as gifts have already broken, Simon has somehow ended up in the bath tub in a wetsuit, the kitchen is pretty messy from the festivities, and there’s a chihuahua in our dishwasher. It’s noisy, chaotic and sometimes I feel like screaming, “what have we done!” But, last night while getting ready for bed, Debbie asks me, ” did you ever think while holding a new born Sam in your arms 15 years ago that there would actually be 4 more where those came from?” It’s reminders like that which anchor you to this earth. It’s reminders like that which make you feel light and untethered. It’s reminders like that which makes you feel good and comfortable and make you think that we are truly blessed.















