My family left to go back to Indiana. I've been down in the dumps since they have left. I'm just now snapping out of it. My Dad called to let me know they arrived home safely. They stopped in Edmonton to let the boys play at the mall. My Mom said she was really tired after five hours following a 7 and 9-year old around.
My father kept a journal of his trip, and I'm putting it online for others to read, with his permission, of course. I teased him that I needed to print my own rebuttal of some of his comments.
For instance, Keith tried hard to get the yard all spruced up before they got here, but the weed whackers were in the shop. They weren't ready until the day they arrived. Dad took that as a prompt that he should clean up the yard. He did a really nice job, too, well except for whacking down some trees and a rose bush or two.
Before they left, we canned the fish they caught in Valdez. I'm sure we have enough to eat until they come again. We did from their last visit two years ago. *grin*
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