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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Wedding Central

I've heard that Luke and Anna are getting married.  Maybe that's why this happened at our house last weekend.

Monday, May 11, 2015

Anna and Luke are Getting Married!

Friday, May 08, 2015

Some recent Jamie pictures

First watermelon of the year:

Playing with gifts from multiple members of the Murphy family at the same time. "Making a campsite."

"A spooky house at the campsite."

Came to visit me at work and fell asleep.

With friends:

Sunday, March 08, 2015

Jamie in the deep blue sea

Monday, March 02, 2015

Jamie and the crane

We celebrated Jamie's birthday (a bit late) in Waltham over the weekend. Dad bought him a wooden truck loaded with removable logs for a birthday present, got inspired to build him a crane to go with it, and built it. The crane has a control that lifts and lowers the boom, as well as a separate control that raises and lowers the hook.  They were a little hard for Jamie to manipulate, though, so he just used his hands as controls.  Worked out fine. 

Jamie opened the present and crowed, "I love cranes!" For the rest of the visit, he played with almost nothing but the crane, the logs (which Dad had helpfully fitted with cup hooks so the crane could lift them) the logging truck and various dump trucks, loaders and other important accessories -- such as his wind-up bath toy frog, for whom we built a number of frog houses made of logs hauled into place with the crane.

(I had to sneak in this shot of Hobbes looking gorgeous and meditative, backlit by the rare winter sun.)

Jamie does still play with trains, too, naturally.   It turns out that figuring out how to lay out train tracks that fit together right is oddly engrossing.  Dad and I both spent quite a bit of time fussing with the tracks, placing the bridges and tunnels and trying to get the curves to fall into place just right. You can never get it quite perfect, though you could, doggone it, if only you had just ONE MORE straight piece . . .

Oh yes, and by the way, there's a lot of snow in Waltham.

Jamie seems to be discovering imaginary friends.  At one point he brought me his soft blue blankie and told that the blankie is his friend -- his very very nice friend whose name is James Patrick MaGude (phonetic spelling on that last name.)  James Patrick MaGude, according to Jamie, is mostly a baby except that he has a very big belly.  His head is small, but his ears and nose are big.  His only friend is Jamie.  He has feet and toes, just like Jamie, he likes to do many of the same things that Jamie does, and he likes to eat strawberries and cottage cheese.  However, he only plays with baby toys, such as baby trucks and baby cars.  Aren't you glad you've been introduced?

Dad introduced Jamie to "Fly away, Jack!  Fly away, Jill!"  Jamie was transfixed, and certain he could figure out where Jack and Jill had gone, if only he looked in the right place.

It was a good visit.

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Waves of ice

It's been so cold on Nantucket lately that the harbor on the mainland side is frozen, and even on the ocean side, the water near the shore is freezing up.  Here are spectacular pictures taken by a photographer named Jonathan Nimerfroh of what waves look like when the ocean is in the process of freezing.  (Be sure to click on the small pictures below the text to see them full-sized.)  Amazing. 

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Happy birthday, Jamie!

Friday, February 20, 2015

Many more amazing pictures from Boston

We're sorry, Caleb and Kate.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Our snow situation

Sunday, February 15, 2015


Caleb won't be impressed.  But the rest of you might like to see what things are like in Plymouth these days.  Somewhere under there is the driveway.  See Dad's truck, parked in the road, barely visible over the combined drifts and snowplow banks?  Tonight, in Norwich, it's currently 3 below.

Cats are jerks

Saturday, February 07, 2015

A double birthday

We'd already named our baby girl Laura when we found out that she had arrived, by happy accident, on the the 119th birthday of another Laura.  Today, Google's celebrating the earlier Laura's birthday with this Google Doodle, and we're wishing the happiest of happy birthdays to our own. 


Have a wonderful day, Laura Mae!

Thursday, February 05, 2015

Ten years ago today

Sunday, February 01, 2015

A milestone's approaching.

This Thursday, February 5, 2015 is the Tenth Anniversary of this blog.  The Tenth!  Things were very different ten years ago when this got started, and when I hesitantly started it one snowy Saturday, I never would have believed it would still be here ten years later.  I'm amazed.

I tried to come up with a creative contest or commemorative favorite-post-collection or something like that, but couldn't think of just the right thing.  Still, we can't let the day pass unnoticed, so here's my proposal.   If anyone --  a Murphy, a friend, a relative, an occasional visitor -- has anything to say on this Momentous Occasion -- a favorite post, a least-favorite post, thoughts about the blog's past, thoughts about its future, suggestions -- post them as comments on this post, or send them to me as email.  On Thursday I'll make an Anniversary Post and gather together your thoughts as well as mine.  Please do.  It's quieter around here than it used to be, but it isn't dead yet!

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Caleb's getting a blizzard for his birthday!

Here's the forecast for Waltham:

Happy birthday . . . we think?  We hope somebody gave you a snow blower!  This forecast reminds me and Dad of January 1978,  when we were living with Claire at 40 Whitney Street in Hartford, Connecticut.  Actually, we were living here, only it was snowier then (look, Claire and Tom, it's still the same color!):

It snowed all evening and all night until Claire woke us up in the middle of the night to tell us that the roof of the Hartford Civic Center had collapsed under the weight of the snow, not long after it emptied out of people who'd been there for a UConn basketball game.

When the snow started the evening before, I was stranded at work at the Oak Hill School for the Blind.  I was expecting to have to stay there overnight, but Dad skied over from our house on Whitney Street with my skis on his back.  We skied back home through the wild blowing snow, past cars and buses stuck all kitty-corner and sideways in the drifts on Asylum Street, and then through the snowy paths of Elizabeth Park until we made it home.  The next day, we went skiing through the streets of downtown Hartford.  (All these years, I thought that all this happened in the Blizzard of 1978 -- but no -- I just looked it up, and the storm I'm describing was merely a forerunner.  The Civic Center collapsed in January 1978. The Blizzard of 1978 arrived a few weeks later, on Feb. 6-7 -- Laura's birthday-to-be!  In future, I suggest that all Murphies stay out of New England on their birthdays.)

Anyway, Caleb, we hope you have a happy birthday, historic though it may be.  This must come as quite a shock after a week in Florida.  We hope the power stays on long enough for somebody (Kate!) to make you a birthday cake.