On the way home from preschool, I asked Nixan, "Well...wasn't it nice to play with your friends again? Didn't you miss them?" He said, flat-out, "No. I like my friend Uncle Kage and Grandpa. They're my best friends to play with." And then there was the comment Carson made this morning, "How does Grandpa know all those true stories? Did he read a book? I like all of the true stories." For any of you who know my father, you already know that he is the supreme story-teller. Thanks Dad...now my "Fredricka and Guggenheimer" stories will never live up!
The only good thing about their departure is that they left behind some great memories. (Oh...and I did get a free haircut and color...so that was pretty great too. Thanks Christy!)
The Mesquite Rodeo!
Launching a rocket...
(don't hate me Christy...I know you weren't feeling well, but the picture was too cute not to post!)
4 comments:
Awe! I'm sad too for the less quietness! So fun your family was able to visit! We need to come visit you - and it appears there are many fun things to do in Texas!
I miss having your family right across the street. I always remember how your Dad would come home and totally dip and kiss your mom. You've got such fun parents.
So I dedicated one of my blog posts today to you and your boys so you'll have to come check it out. www.katrinkawinka@blogspot.com
How sad. Your story totally pulled at my heartstrings. I'm sorry it's too quiet. It's even harder when your kids are missing their fun guests too. It looks like you had a blast with your family!
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