Pretty awesome, early morning of fruit pizza, babies, cinnamon rolls, rain drizzling, half hearted balloons inflating, and nearly all the people I love in this lovely world.
I sincerely treasure these days.
Our sweet Dane and Kortney have been away…
in far, far off China…
for nearly a year now.
They’ve been working in the preschool in Wuhan…
teaching English to the little ones there.
This week, they returned to America–at last, at LAST! They are still back east for a while but we will see them soon. Not soon enough for me, of course, but sincerely, I’m just glad to have them back on closer soil. China is just tooooo far away for this mama’s liking.
Welcome back my darlings!
Now, come home.
I have no idea why the heat of summer makes us behave like this.
We go outside and sit around in the warm evening and burn stuff. It’s weird and doesn’t really make sense.
That is…until you factor in…
Even the pups are hoping we accidentally drop something.
Ain’t happening poochies.
I’ve got a firm grip, baby.
We’ve been celebrating Memorial Day, the same way for years and years. We take flowers to everyone we love that has passed away. We even take flowers to everyone that everyone WE love, loved. Absolutely everyone. Are you still with me?
That, my friends, is a boatload of flowers.
Then, we merrily retire to SOMEbody’s house–April’s, this time–for a anything that tastes good, potluck-type barbecue. Yummo.
We sit around and yak and tell stories and…
watch the itty-bitty kids…
and the grown-up kids play yard games…
and soak each other down with water balloons…
…and sometimes hoses.
Food. Family. Laughter. Love.
I think they’d be pleased.
Mom & Daddy…I miss you.
The kids got out the ancient Marbleworks set the other day. They needed a little help at first because they’d never really seen it before. It’s been stored away with all the other toys that “Mom” can’t seem to part with. Yeah, I know. I have a problem letting go.
The kids played with the set for about an hour–a very noisy hour of marbles clanking and crashing and spilling and shooting all over the room–and kid laughing. Lots and lots of kids laughing. That was the best part.
Of course, after a while, the big guys had to get involved to show them how it really works. Almost as much noise from the marbles, but not quite so much laughing. What can you expect? This is serious business.