JuJu glee

Yesterday we visited our friends, Brian and Laura, and their daughter, Julia, at their home in Hoboken. Julia is six months younger than Edith, which used to make them seem at completely different life stages. This weekend for the first time, at almost 2 and almost 2.5, they seemed like peers.

Edith must have sensed this would be the case, because she was excited all morning about going to see Julia. Through breakfast and getting dressed she kept asking what Julia was doing at her house, hoping I would say that she was eagerly anticipating our visit.

When the girls finally saw each other, Edith just beamed. She repeated to me everything that Julia said. When they jumped in Julia's crib, she kept giving Julia tackle hugs. Too bad they don't live in the same town: It seems clear that they would get along fabulously.

Peekaboo still delights

"Hear ye, hear ye!"

Visiting the venerable namesake of the "Ducky Park." Psst...If Julia is big on ducky parks, be sure to take her to visit Boston Common someday.

JuJu teaches Edith to play the blues

Daddies and daughters

Edith adamantly didn't want to leave. She fell asleep in the car on the way back to Princeton, but when we pulled up in front of our house, she opened her eyes, looked around, closed her eyes, and announced, "I'm NOT at my house! I'm still at Julia's!"

Last year's fall outing with Julia was to the pumpkin patch. We did that on our own this year on Sunday.