(Lucy came home glowing from that fun event.)
Bo and I paid a visit to the vet to get her license renewed…
…and also to find out she had an ear infection.
Not in my wildest dreams a couple years ago would I have guessed I’d be a lady who puts ear cleaner and ointment in her dog’s ears.
But this year she was determined again. And tried out with her newest whiz-bang piano song she loves.
And she made it!!
Woo hoo Lucy!
I went to the school-day performance. That girl has no fear. She just walked up to that piano, played that song memorized with no mistakes, and sat right back down again.
She remembered the dynamics and everything…no nerves.
Some of her friends did this “blob” dance that she thought was pretty darn cool…and I had to agree:
She was here the night Claire tried on my 8th grade graduation dress (here), and I love these faces:
It seems like the whole time she was here we were talking ten miles a minute to try to catch up with all the things we’ve been wanting to talk about.
Loved having an extra companion on our school walking:
Our back yard was packed with good people…and also ducklings that had just hatched in the classroom.
That brother of mine is the best teacher. I’d say I’m biased, but these huge groups that gather at our house year after year are pretty good validation of my point. They just gush about him and love him so much.
And it’s so fun to be surrounded by them.
In the midst of that, a guy named Collin Kartchner happened to be in town. He did a night with another keynote speaker one night that my mom and I attended, then another night for kids and parents. Here’s Claire with some friends on that second night:
…complete with a big slide show as well.
It seems like I our back porch looked like this a lot of May, with remnants of lots of gatherings:
There were other good things Dave missed too, like the kitchen sink breaking and spewing water all over, 134 door-slams and huffies from Lucy (and some from me as well), some friend crises, Grace’s new work schedule (more on that soon), late curfews, early crazy mornings, etc., and boy, were we ever happy to get that guy back.
…and hug him right up.