The weekend before last, we drove to Baltimore to celebrate Iris’s fourth birthday.

August got a chance to hang out with the twins.

Kato got a chance to eat a cupcake.

And Alden got a chance to defy gravity, if only for a moment.

Later that afternoon, we drove south to Silver Spring for a farewell picnic. Our friends Peter and Veronica are pulling up their DC roots and moving to Northampton, site of a lackluster liberal arts college and many lovely trees.

We are sad to see them go, but Kato is even sadder to see their daughter Anna go. She is, in a word, pretty great.

First off, the girl knows how to handle a football.

I was impressed and wondered to myself whether she could also catch one.

Given Kato’s limited throwing skills, the world may never know.

Unable to woo Anna with his athletic prowess, Kato opted instead for showing off his rock-hard abs.

It seemed to work. Things were going well indeed, until…

…someone’s sister showed up.

Already protective, I see. And probably for the best. I’ve done the long-distance relationship thing before, and it’s no fun.

Perhaps one day the two friends will reunite, perhaps at another, less despicable college on the wholesome end of the Commonwealth.