Our big weekend in pictures

Eric, the girls, and I went to Minneapolis last weekend for the Bar Mitzvah of Jacob Finn, one of the two boys I nannied for years. We were welcomed with open arms as if we were long-lost, beloved family members which was a wonderful feeling since this is a family that I love as if it were my own.

Jacob did an amazing job, both with his presence as a public speaker and also in his speech about what the day and his Torah passage meant to him. It was bittersweet to see him up there, a boy I once carried and comforted, much closer to manhood than childhood now.

There was a party Saturday evening and at it, a free photo booth. We had more fun than you would think a family of four could have in something as simple as a photo booth. Even I, who is never comfortable having my picture taken, had a blast. Notice that Claudia appears to be cut from some 1800's photo and just stuck in with us, so serious in every single frame.

The face that isn't a Simonson is sweet Janie Finn, who is a much more refined and together person than I am, but for some reason she loves me anyway. This is a trait that many of my friends share and I vacillate between worrying that they are moments from realizing their mistake and just being thankful that dumb luck has come down in my favor again.