It's been an odd-numbered year for the Tolmans in 2013, and as tradition dictates, we now present to you a brief summary of our goings on during the past calendar.
Nora Tolman is a sweet, gentle, kind-hearted soul, as long as no one has told her to do anything in the last couple hours. One weekend in August, she was making a bed for her My Little Ponies and singing a song about how much she loves her family, when Becky told her that she'd have to have her hair put up in piggy tails. Nora promptly stabbed Becky in the neck with a crochet hook and bit off the finger of a state senator that happened to be walking by. Luckily, during the court proceedings, she also scowled at the judge with sufficient vehemence to get the charges dismissed.
Lucy is turning out to be vastly intelligent and remarkably creative, though she seems to have inherited her father's attention span. This was plainly evident last Thursday when she penned a dissertation about the political motivations behind Tolstoy's collective works, but upon reading said dissertation, we found that she'd only read the first page of "Green Eggs and Ham."
Samantha is in the third grade. We sometimes worry that she might be bored with the banality of traditional education. She's just good at everything. She's like Gwyneth Paltrow, except that Gwyneth Paltrow was in that awful movie about flight attendants.
Becky and Jon bought a house, but to be more accurate, they bought Becky's parents' house and now snuggle up together every night in Becky's parents' old room. They promptly ripped out the floors and a couple of walls to make it feel less like the home where Becky had her diapers changed, but it's definitely still the house where Becky had her diapers changed. You can tell by the old people who live in this neighborhood who look at Becky with a mixture of suspicion and adoration. "Aww, isn't that? Oh, wait, did they? Why would would they? What are they doing?"
Speaking of "what are they doing?", Becky and Jon have also started the process of adopting a baby. It turns out that parenting was getting a little too easy and the amount of money in the bank was getting just a little too consistent, so changes had to be made post-haste. If anyone happens to know of a particular little life that would do well with three doting older sisters, feel free to communicate.
So that's about it.
May you all have more of what you want and less of what you don't.