The king of Spain and his family weren't in when we visited, but we still enjoyed his nice house.Our three-week Spain/France adventure ended with four nights in Madrid — a city that needs far more time than that to fully appreciate all of its marvelousness — museums, architecture, public art, food (including the world’s oldest… Continue reading Part 1: Marvelous Madrid, Spain — Graffiti and Royal Palace
We’re never too young to be brave …
Just a boy and his two best girl friends marching at Pride.
“That was one of the best days of my life. Thank you so much for taking me,” C.J. said as Matt tucked him into bed for the night.
Most kids say that to their parents after a day at an amusement park. Not our kid. He said it after we took him to his first Pride.
On Wednesday, we told C.J. that we were taking him to the local Pride on Saturday. His level of excitement was unprecedented. He’d seen pictures of Pride and, with all the visual rainbow-ness, he’d been asking to go for the last year.
I told him that we needed to make signs. We did need signs, but mostly it was a project to keep him busy for a few summer hours.
C.J’s sign
Matt’s sign
My sign
The night before Pride, C.J. laid…
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