Monday, September 20, 2010

There isn’t any one thing that stands out from summer; we planted a tree, played baseball, watched the moon rise one late August night through the telescope he got for Christmas last year, spent days swimming or not swimming, but on the lake, digging in the sandy dirt, running, laughing, eating one dollar fudgesicles at 3PM when Ice Cream Pat rang the small bell on the wall of the shack where she sells ice cream and soda and small bags of pretzels and corn chips. But it all adds up, I hope, to something memorable, for him.



Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gosh, first thought that came to mind when I read this was, "This boy is so loved." I hope you can find a way to print your blog and make it into a book - it would be one of the most treasured things a child could receive from a parent.

5:36 PM  
Blogger Berlinbound said...


8:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It sounds like a really nice summer. Nice picture... ;-)

P.S. I stumbled on ‘fudgesicles’ but I got it finally.

5:29 AM  
Blogger Faysal said...

Save this blogs. One day your child will grown up, when he will see this 'feeling' for him, his love for parents may change with many happy feeling.

9:43 PM  
Blogger Cathy said...

Amazed to see you still many aren't any more. I am in Germany end of the month...and thought of saying hello!

12:53 AM  
Blogger Berlinbound said...

Thanks for the "hello" Cathy ... Yes, I'm still at it. Have a good trip to brotchenland!

5:24 AM  

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