Elinor and her beloved cousin, Gentri. Abe's brother's family (Daniel) came over for a hot dog roast Sunday evening. I don't think anything could make Elinor happier than time with Gentri.
Popsicles were eaten.
Sets of sisters and cousins. How wonderful.
Speaking of sisters-- I got to go on a little hike with my own dear sister this week. That was pretty much the highlight of the week for me.
A recent evening at a park with people I love.
#summergoals
We spent a couple hours at the Museum of Natural Curiosity while Cannon was a his ballet workshop. We took along a friend to fill in for Cannon.
She had a love/hate relationship with these pink boots-- taking them off and one numerous times but never able to walk away.
Is it spending so much time with Peter? Is it the girls being gone to girls camp all week? Or was it bound to happen anyway? The feistiness has reached new and frightening levels with this one.
She does love to smile for pictures. I saw her totally turn and smile for a picture another mother was taking her child. She is master photobomber and she's not even two! Clearly she is gifted.
This one isn't so much a highlight of the week. George and I spent the evening at the Instacare waiting forever to get an x-ray on his ankle. Not broken, but ankle joint effusion-- ooh, fancy words for what happened when his ankle took a major hit when Cannon t-boned him with his bike this morning. He has quite a bit of fluid throughout his ankle joints from the trauma. He was in a lot of pain all day today and just lay on the couch all day-- very unusual behavior for George who is tough as nails and very active. So now he has a fancy ankle brace with instructions to rest and elevate. It's not all bad. It's good for the 7th child in the family to feel special! Must it really take an ankle injury to feel special?
I think he was emotional and physically exhausted from the pain and laying around all day. There were a lot of tears throughout the day.
Popsicles were eaten.
Sets of sisters and cousins. How wonderful.
Speaking of sisters-- I got to go on a little hike with my own dear sister this week. That was pretty much the highlight of the week for me.
A recent evening at a park with people I love.
#summergoals
We spent a couple hours at the Museum of Natural Curiosity while Cannon was a his ballet workshop. We took along a friend to fill in for Cannon.
She had a love/hate relationship with these pink boots-- taking them off and one numerous times but never able to walk away.
Is it spending so much time with Peter? Is it the girls being gone to girls camp all week? Or was it bound to happen anyway? The feistiness has reached new and frightening levels with this one.
She does love to smile for pictures. I saw her totally turn and smile for a picture another mother was taking her child. She is master photobomber and she's not even two! Clearly she is gifted.
This one isn't so much a highlight of the week. George and I spent the evening at the Instacare waiting forever to get an x-ray on his ankle. Not broken, but ankle joint effusion-- ooh, fancy words for what happened when his ankle took a major hit when Cannon t-boned him with his bike this morning. He has quite a bit of fluid throughout his ankle joints from the trauma. He was in a lot of pain all day today and just lay on the couch all day-- very unusual behavior for George who is tough as nails and very active. So now he has a fancy ankle brace with instructions to rest and elevate. It's not all bad. It's good for the 7th child in the family to feel special! Must it really take an ankle injury to feel special?
I think he was emotional and physically exhausted from the pain and laying around all day. There were a lot of tears throughout the day.
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