Let’s see, just a few days ago—at least it seems like days—Offspring#3 was this feisty little bundle of energy who liked nothing more than for me to lift her up in my arms and sail her through the air.
Frequently, on Shabbos, she’d plop down on my lap in the living room and we’d leaf though one of my coffee table art books. Offspring#3, like yours truly, had a thing for the Northern Renaissance, Johannes Vermeer and all the Dutch boys who made ordinary life look, well, magical.
And you know what, ordinary life is not ordinary.
Just a few months ago Offspring #3 was married and—
—and today Offspring #3 graduates from Yeshiva University Stern College for Women.
So Karen and I are in NY to attend the ceremonies with the rest of the family.
I am happy.
I am proud.
And blogging will probably be pretty light for the next day or two.