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Cleo Carver is Five


Cleo loves singing, dancing, making art, and running: she almost always wins the races around the Lafayette track with her pre-K buddies. She loves to wear things that are sparkly and/or polkadotted, and she is not averse to a headband with antennae topped in flowers or shamrocks. She has a stubborn streak that she came by naturally. Her big sister is her best friend (and also, not infrequently, the reason for Cleo’s stubbornness). For her fifth birthday, she and some friends painted pottery together. As has been recent tradition, her birthday party was immediately followed by a Passover seder and its ritual of dipping bitter foods into salt water so that they tasted of the tears of slaves. This confluence of events may, in fact, be the origin of the phrase, “It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.” Or, perhaps not. A celebratory weekend concluded with an Easter celebration with Pat, Erica & Evan — and oh yeah, one more chance to blow out some candles. Photos in the album!    Send article as PDF   

DC Days

For Spring Break, we met Grandma Jeanette in Washington, DC, for a week of museums, monuments, and walks. The cherry blossoms were bursting into bloom a few weeks early, making us grateful for the warm winter. We toured the White House and Capitol, and marveled at rockets, airplanes, and the very first Teddy bear. A selection of photos is in the album.

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Meet me in St. Lucia

So possibly, it was a mistake to have taken the girls to see a local performance of “Meet Me in St. Louis,” about a month before our trip to St. Lucia, because not a day went by without a chorus of Meet Me in St. Lucia, Lucia…meet me at the beach. Papa, who can always be counted on for silliness, happily joined in with each chorus. We had a terrific two weeks with Grandma and Papa, although we all wished the Crawfords had been there too. St. Lucia’s got a wide variety of beach types, on both its Caribbean and Atlantic coasts, and everything from rainforests to volcanoes. This family tradition of a tropical holiday trip is a pretty special one. It’s an awfully nice way to let go of one year’s baggage and get the new year off to a sandy, on-island-time start.

The best thing about Traditions is that sometimes you’re there to see a new one created. This year we saw the birth of the Sunset Club, a nightly meeting Leda & Cleo held with their grandparents on the patio as the sun melted into the sea. The rules were simple: 1) Leda was in charge; 2) Everyone was required to have his or her beverage of choice in hand; 3) In turn, each member shared one favorite memory of the day, and one element of tomorrow they were especially looking forward to; 4) Leda, and only Leda, was permitted to adjourn the meeting. Below, the St. Lucia version of Sunset club, as they looked at the outset of 2012. Many, many more photos in the album.

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Holidaze 2011

Hanukkah and Christmas overlapped this year, leading to an all-inclusive holiday bonanza at the Rossmann house. Even more joyous was the company of Grandma Jeanette and Grandpa Dave. Leda and Cleo agree that the top gift this year was the remote control Shark that Santa brought (and Daddy spent 90 minutes filling, assembling, and testing). Photos of all the festivities are in the album…Happy 2012!

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Giving Thanks, 2011 Edition

We spent a wonderful week back in the Bay Area for the Big Game and Thanksgiving. From Zachary’s to dim sum, to the Prime Rib to beer puffs, to the meal itself, prepared by Rossmanns and Goldsmiths and eaten high on a hill in Orinda — we ate our way through the week! Photos of meals, and our few non-eating-related activities, in the album. We were immensely grateful for all of it.    Send article as PDF