It’s August and I am unapologetically writing about June. Coincident with Jude’s recent post, I’m also thinking about audience for this blog, about which more to come. But for now, this is just to say that my grandchildren are much on my mind as I write about our week-long reunion in Austin.
Meliss and her boys arrived from St. Louis on Friday, June 25 …
The kids wasted no time getting down to play, building a fort and serving up ice cream …
And Ellis, who loves her J, absconded with his hat …
June 25, 2021 – Golden girl (look closely at those threads in E’s dress)
Unfortunately, Southwest was having a meltdown, so Heather and Logan (aka Lolo) didn’t arrive until Saturday. They quickly made up for lost cuddle time …
June 26, 2021 – Surfer Girl
Sunday was a sunny day, until it wasn’t …
The rain didn’t last too long though and as dinner time drew near, the sound of an ice cream truck floated through the air. But where?
Meg and Meliss jumped in the car and hunted down the Mister Softee guy, who promised to head for the house, much to the anticipation of all, especially the Littles …
Until Ellis realized … “Big truck … I (s)cared.”
Fortunately, a snuggle from Nana and a taste of PopPop’s ice cream cone saved the day … after which everyone ate all their dinner …
June 27, 2021 – Big Truck
Because … pizza!
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