Hope you all had a happy Fourth celebration! We had a relatively quiet party. With the Merkles due back in the country tomorrow, and the Wilson gang over at the beach, we just had our little Janks kids (we call the Janksycats) here for our front-yard fireworks display. I’m happy to report there were no tears this year. Of course, Doug just set off the tame, little fireworks; he’s saving the big mother load for this coming Saturday when we have our belated party with all the family. We’ll be grilling the all-American hamburgers and hot dogs (and we won’t be getting them out of a jar).
Tonight is the Merkles’ last night in the UK. In just a few hours they will be boarding, Lord willing. Last time I talked with Bekah, the cows were mooing so enthusiastically outside her door that I could hear them loud and clear over the phone. (Guess they were saying their goodbyes.) She was in the throes of cleaning, and they still had several loads of stuff to take to the dump. They have sold most all their possessions, except for what they could fit into fourteen action packs. Some kindly friends are putting them up for the night and helping them to the airport in the morning. It has been harder to say goodbye than they really expected. It has been a wonderful experience for them, these past three years. But I’ll let her write about that once she has her feet under her again. We expect them all to completely collapse once they get in our door. They should surface some time Friday if we’re lucky.
And that leads to what I’ve been doing of late. They will be moving into our downstairs, so I have been getting all their rooms ready for occupancy. So, the lake house will soon be full to the brim and overflowing.
Meanwhile, the twins have been learning to share the sin-mobile. Here’s a picture of them being spiritual!