Somehow, things continue to be rush-busy-rush-airplanes-busy-more airplanes. This has been the most frantic time of our lives since our wedding.
Positives in life right now:
Abe is singing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star and his ABC's. He also repeats anything one might say. Anything. A couple of days ago, I heard him saying "beer run." We were out. We were discussing our plans for acquiring more.
The grass is green, green, green.
For the past three nights, we've been able to spend over an hour outside in the late evening with our neighbors and the four other kids on our block. It's felt like heaven.
We're all healthy.
Julie published this.
On Saturday, this happened.
I found a pair of J.Jill pants at Goodwill for $4.99 yesterday (despite our frantic pace, I squeeze in a Goodwill run...between the beer runs).
We get to spend the weekend with Abe's "Pappy" (my dad) and my sister and niece at Merlefest in North Carolina. I blogged about it waaaay back in the beginning days of this blog. I think it may have been my third post. I'm trying to be okay with the very long journey there, starting with a 6 am flight in the morning...and with the news my sister just broke to me that the heater in the RV we've rented is broken. It gets down to 40 degrees at night.
I will not be a baby, I will not be a baby, I will not be a baby... sitting on stage with Emmylou Harris and Linda Rondstat ought to make it better, right?
Ya'll have a fantastic weekend. Merlefest pics to come in a few days.