Wright Girls, Visits, and Anniversaries!

I wanted to call your attention to the new blog listed on the left and also linked here. This one belongs to my older sister, and with her joining the blogging community all three of the Wright girls are now officially online (younger sister's blog is also to left and also linked here). Of course, not one of us is legally/formally a Wright girl anymore, but it's more of a state of mind! We are a little bit older (OK a lot bit), a little less crazy (not much, but a little) and all of us are now mothers to little Wright boys and girls of our own, regardless of the actual last name. Looking back, pre-marriages, pre-kids, if you had told me that all three of us would end up more or less suburban moms blogging about and to our children, I would have said you were crazy, although it definitely feels (w)right! (as long as I am entertaining counterfactuals, though, I have to confess that 15 years ago I probably would have put money on Aunt T being the actress and Aunt B being the teacher, Of course, I also thought that I would be living a single life of jet setting intrigue, so what did I know??).

We here at the Moo Bean blog are also anxiously awaiting the arrival of the ultimate Wright girl, Grandma L, who gets in today. Grandma and Grandpa D are coming back to attend a team of the year ceremony. There are two other teams in the running, but we are hoping that the third time nominated is a charm for Grandpa, and that all of the tremendous hard work and long hours they both logged in Pakistan will be recognized. Plus, the ceremony is on Grandpa D's birthday, so hopefully he will get a nice trophy as a present.

We are also fondly remembering the visit we had last year from a whole host of CA-based family, including Great Grandma and Great Grandpa (thanks again to Great Aunt M for the wonderful photo book she sent us last year after the trip!!). The girls still speak warmly of everyone who came to visit us last year, and of our trip to North Carolina for the Pope family reunion. They conveniently forget the fact that the Bean had a complete meltdown the minute we got to the reunion, causing us to beat a hasty retreat. Mom's fondest memory is visiting the WWII memorial with Great Grandpa, a WWII vet who was repeatedly thanked for his service by young and old alike while we were there. We plan to mark the anniversary by hiding snakes in the bed in the spare room, but will have to remember to get them out before Grandma and Grandpa go to sleep!