I get asked this question. A lot. And it surprises me every time!
This is my youngest daughter, Granuaile, during her very first visit to Walt Disney World. She was four months old at the time, and of course the memories of this vacation are not her memories. She will look at the pictures with me, and she admires herself, recognizes the people, places, and things, but the memories of the vacation are absolutely mine.
Many years ago, when we were young, ambitious, and with new love bursting in our hearts, we decided to test our parenting skills on something we thought we couldn’t damage as much as we might a miniature person. We went, just after the holidays, to the local pound, and we found a puppy. We fell in love, we filled out an application, and then we went home and cried our eyes out, thinking that they would never allow us to parent this tiny little puppy - we lived in an apartment, we had no parenting skills, and we were completely unworthy.
You already know I’m a big fat ass. I have photographic proof that food has always been my best friend.
So my second visit to Sanaa was for Jim’s birthday. We don’t often get to celebrate our birthdays without children, seeing as how we have a whole bunch of them, but Jim’s birthday happened to fall the same weekend as the Expedition Everest 5K, and we had a sitter back in Jersey with the girls. Jim loves to try new and different things, especially foods, and I thought he’d really enjoy Sanaa.
Copyright Anna Skamarakas 1985-2008 | 2009
