I'm not sure how to boil down our two weeks in Indiana into a posting. It was such a blessing. The unexpected mini-van allowing for the boys to be happy the WHOLE way both directions and Luke to sleep, sleep, sleep.
So I'll break it down into 2 posts, time with the Rockes and time with the Johnson/Soles. Our time with the Rockes was a joy. The boys (and I) loved just being together with Papaw, Grandma ("vamaw" as Jack says), Sam, Abbey, and Ben.
We took a Yoga class together (all of us...yes, even Dan) which appropriately spawned much banter, we walked in the snow-covered nature preserve, we read books to the boys.
Jack got a haircut from Uncle Ben, and there were always at least 3 adults putting the boys to bed each night.
We talked and hugged and laughed and ate together for 24/7. That is what I love (and the only thing I like) about this distance between us. When we are together, we are totally together and intertwined in every aspect of the day.
"We talked and hugged and laughed and ate together for 24/7. That is what I love (and the only thing I like) about this distance between us. When we are together, we are totally together and intertwined in every aspect of the day."
Sounds like such a sweet trip! Your entry made me think of When the Relatives Came. :)
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A beautiful blog of memories.
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