A fun Father's Day with a spectacular sunset.
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I did muster the energy to pick blueberries... actually we did it two days in a row. Why did I drag my feet? We had so much fun! I expect the berries will peak next week. I'm sure we'll continue to have purple fingertips and tongues. And, I'm envisioning homemade jam... nevermind that I've never canned anything in my life.
Listening to Tukes sing "Jesus Wuvs Me."
Feeding the fish at the park.
Coke floats, ice cream, and a summer storm.
Finishing swimming lessons... with success!
Kitchen cabinets primed and ready for paint.
The privilege of walking with a friend through adversity and watching God move mountains.
Lowlights...
Orange popsicle messes. There is a reason we eat them outside.
Moldy coffee grounds. How did the coffee maker sit unused and unwashed for two weeks?!
The hair crawling experience of having a roach crawl across my foot. Eeeek!
Floors so crumby and crunchy I'm sure the roach considered himself personally invited to our home.
My cell phone in the fish pond.
Boo's split and bloody lip. Oh the drama!
Boo found and caught a tortoise in our backyard, and named him Henry. At 6:30 this morning he was outside reading M. Sasek's This is London to the little guy. I smiled. Henry is now living quite happily next to the creek at a local park.
A few months ago Tukes invented an imaginary grandfather, an endearing man he refers to as "my Gwandpop." "My Gwandpop" lives in New York City, has a train, and drives a water taxi. This week Tukes added grandsons to his imaginary world. We're now hearing quite a bit about "my Gwandpop" and "my gwandsons." His stories are hilarious.
Happy weekend to all of you!
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