The last two mornings have been so beautiful! Temps in the low 60’s early in the mornings, breezes and sunshine, low humidity and NO Air Conditioning needed!
Youngest Daughter had her babysitting charges here today, and Christina brought Charis down to play for a little while. What is more fun than three kids and a wagon? (Especially when a big strong cousin pedals the trike that totes the wagon on behind!)
He is so strong, he can even drive over the bumpy grass!
And swing me in the swing!
The boys like to climb trees, too.
And Charis likes to snuggle with Auntie Rach.
This day hasn’t turned out like I had planned — Easter Seals called me to come get Cecilia because “she was crying.” I decided that if it was serious enough to go and get her, it was serious enough to take her to the doctor. He had an opening at 10:45, so the timing was exactly right. She really isn’t sick, but I’m sure she must not be quite feeling good — So I have her sitting in her chair, and I am feeling rough enough my self to go and rest a little. I hate this business of getting old. I especially hate it when all around me is the energy of youth, accomplishing great things while I seem to barely be able to function. It makes me feel lazy, but I am learning that I can never really compete with the energy of Youngest Daughter. I guess there was a time when I could, but, I kid you not — my “get up and go” has certainly “got up and WENT!” and I’m not sure where to find it!