One of the benefits of an early church schedule is having the whole afternoon to










The kids played hard. Grandma and Uncle Ed played hard too. The playground was full of little voices echoing, "Grandma! Look at me! Grandma! Over here! Grandma! Grandma! Grandma!"
Uncle Ed chased the boys all over the playground. I was impressed nobody peed with all the laughing they did. Growls, giggles, and grins caused the boys to collapse in a heap of huffing and puffing. Those boys are so in love with their Uncle Ed who always has time to play with them.

Everyone had pitched in on Saturday to help Heath prepare his succulent meal. It was well worth the effort. Tri tip marinated and grilled to perfection, homemade focaccia bread, famous Westover potato salad, fruit salad - yummy yummy, and last but not least Thomas Kemper root beer and soda.
Whenever we have people over this is one of our favorite meals to share. Well, some variation of tri tip, potato salad and whatever else we decide to do. Everyone raves about it. Heath humbly accepts the praise. He has no idea how dazzling a chef he really is. The praise is sincere. It's not people gushing because they don't know what else to say. He is really that good!
After dinner we sat around the picnic table outside lying to each other. That's my family's way of saying we told stories and talked. Then we finally gave in to the kids bright, wide eyes. We had a birthday party for Isabel, who turned a year old today. Chocolate cake with chocolate ice cream anyone?
After dinner we sat around the picnic table outside lying to each other. That's my family's way of saying we told stories and talked. Then we finally gave in to the kids bright, wide eyes. We had a birthday party for Isabel, who turned a year old today. Chocolate cake with chocolate ice cream anyone?
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