This is a picture of Renee’s child sharing pizza with the cat? Who knew cats eat pizza? Although, I do know they eat pepperoni. When Maria was tiny she was feeding bits of pepperoni to Lori’s cat at supper. Then she lost her balance and fell off the chair. The cat shot out from under […]
Okay, Renee sent us a package last week, a box full of bath bombs. There were all different kinds. Mine filled the bathwater with lavender seeds. The kids’ were colorful. They took pictures. It’s freaky looking. But good smelling. Last night, R, I took the rest of the gifts and passed them out. They were
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Friday night we headed to the lake after a wild week of Vacation Bible School. Not gonna lie–my nerves were shot. My parents came on Saturday, and they’re easy-going company. It also happened we had no small children at the lake–no grandkids at all. Only our own kids, and teenaged friends were along. It was
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This party was my friend Jody’s idea, inspired by the hats. We made sandwiches, little fancy ones cut out with cooky cutters, no crusts. There were cucumber sandwiches, and egg salad, and we had a lot of fun doing it at Lorene’s the night before. She brought all her dozens of fancy antique tea cups.
Hers, her kid, is this guy. Whoops, that’s a picture of Tim scowling at the zoo during one of their past visits. Here’s the guy, in a picture from 2003, the first time we spent a week together. This is her oldest son. Maria was about ten, and doted on him, carefully picked all the
He was good with the action shots, must have a nice lens and a good eye. That kid holding the tubes together is a friend of the kids’ from school. This is the game where they throw a football from one dock to the other and try to catch it in mid-air. This is her
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This is our friends’ middle child. He’s an undemanding person, for the most part. He chills nicely, goes with the flow. Yeah, well the poor kid jumped off the dock and landed his foot on something sharp. He cut it nicely, a filet through all the layers of skin. E.R. Here we come. (This is
Tonight, feeling deep in winter, I was looking at pictures from last summer. Friends came for a week in July, and it was hot, and their kids are so beautiful, so dear to my heart. Their mama and I have been friends for a good ten years now, but this is what I noticed in
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