Busy

Christmas was the last time our entire family was together so we spent part of the weekend at my sister Anna's house where four of the five crazy boy-cousins kept themselves busy playing with each other and with the 13-year cicadas.


I busied myself on the lawn with the youngest boy-cousin who is still too little to keep up with big boys and cicadas.


On the 2.5 hour drive home Sister kept herself busy begging for snacks. In so doing, she kept me busy passing them back to her... one teeny-tiny cracker and raisin at a time. The last morsel was dispensed as we rolled back into town and, thus, a screaming fit in the backseat was avoided.
And, I wonder why we don't travel more often...