International Pirate Day

International Pirate's Day came to Malibu; two budding mates came dressed for the part. Michael comes to Pepperdine on Friday afternoons for an hour of French with Pierre from Bordeaux. We heard him singing in French all weekend thereafter, and at dinner he tried asking for seconds in French.
Trader Joe's was handing out pirate paraphernalia for the event, although it dawned on me that, in terms of dress, virtually everyday is pirate's day at our South Pacific-themed grocer. BTW, I recommend their truffle brownie mix. Really good.

Jack at the office.

Jack at the pool.

2 weeks with Marjene turned Jack into an amphibian; now we all share a love of the water. The pool remains open until the end of the month.

On the homefront, we've got our kitchen stuff in place after a whopping trip to Bed, Bath, & Beyond (20% off total purchase coupon) and William-Sonoma for knives. Some of our art is up now, too. The boys' bunk beds are assembled. Things are falling into place. Feels kinda homey.