Sister Love

My sister Norah and Lucy

Look! Two posts in one day! As Ellie would say, can you even believe it?

My sister Norah was here visiting from Oregon (by way of Korea) last week. I planned on writing about her time with us but was waiting to get the disc of photos she'd taken to help illustrate the post (to make up for my door photo. Ahem.) Also, for some strange reason, I can't blog much lately (and my posts are often stingy...hmm I wonder why?).

In short, we had a great visit. Aunt Norah has a way with the big kiddos (and the littles). We hadn't seen her since her wedding two years ago so the kids had grown up quite a bit. It was so wonderful having them get to know her. She taught them charades, showed undaunting patience in the face of some moments of fierce sibling rivalry and indulged Ellie in plenty of princess talk. She and I stayed up late to watch the season premiere of Breaking Bad and also shared our love of a good (well earned--i.e. took all four kids to the park on a 90+ degree day) glass of wine come 5 o'clock, many a day.

Oh and maybe best of all? Her visit allowed me a pedicure (much needed as the babies came early and I never did do that spa day that was on my pre-delivery to do list). Saint Norah walked up and down a busy, suburban New Jersey avenue, soothing the fussing babies (I'm looking at you, Harry) while I read gossip magazines and sipped a coffee Coolata and just stared at a wall while "Sangria" (really just a fancy term for hot pink) was applied. Ahhhhhh.

There's more to say, but now I don't have to write about our visit because Aunt Norah did a much better than I ever could. The pictures aren't bad either (not that I'm biased of the subjects or anything).