The Noses, No?
Thanks to my dad's willingness to roadtrip with an infant, my sister Beth visited us earlier this week, and brought along her three-month-old daughter Rebecca. Sitting next to Genevieve (here on the left), I think you can see some family resemblance. Kiitos to whichever Finnish ancestor endowed us with our funny little baby noses.
My sister and dad also brought a truly angioplastic willingness to eat and eat and eat: on Monday and Tuesday, we had good square-sliced midwestern pizza (lunch), pasties they delivered from the U.P. (dinner), Northfield's finest sandwiches (lunch), and a (finally) quasi-Thanksgiving dinner of chicken, mashed potatoes, etc. (parts of which we will finish off on Friday). I think I might be hungry tomorrow for the first time since they left.
It was a very good, albeit too short, visit. Beth, Rebecca, and my brother-in-law Dan live in Holland - the country, not the city in Michigan - so it's all too rare that we can see them. They're leading interesting lives there, and raising a beautiful little girl. Thank goodness for Skype.