Sam and I enjoyed the tree house--sliding action figures down a string.
Gaby and one of her friends managed a mobile lemonade stand.
And finally, Cleo the pirate dog, born 200 years too late, gazes out over the Great Inland Sea while we relaxed on a pier.
After all that, and after dinner, Sam and I made chocolate chip cookies for the neighborhood kids, and we all ate them outside.
I think we're wedged in somewhere between Normal Rockwell and Garrison Keillor. There are worse places to be.
What does all this have to do with PMP/cancer? Hey, it was such a fine day--4 months post-surgery, life goes on....
Happy Mother's Day to my mom. Thanks again for Houston, what you did for me. You too, big sister!
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3 comments:
Looks like good times. Keep it up!
Cool! Sliding Super Heroes out of a tree fort! Aah to be a kid again!
Beautiful home, beautiful family and beautiful memories. Life is good.
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