T-bone spent Friday and Saturday night at our house. We drove him home today. It was a good weekend. He was a fun houseguest. He was the ultimate super fan at our Trojan football game Friday night. We bought the t-shirt and he cheered for the Trojans. He kept up with the score and asked about first downs. At 7 years old he was very focused on the action. Kudos to him.
Saturday was good. Tucker helped Granddaddy (a.k.a. Mr. Macho) mow the grass.
And liked it.
They washed the work truck together, too.
Tucker had a productive morning followed by a good lunch and some fun swim time at the YMCA pool. It was hot and the pool felt refreshing. And. There were only three of us swimming. So we just about had it to ourselves.
Now the house is too quiet. And sad. And I miss the boy.
September has arrived. With all of its promise. Of seasons changing guard. Of football games. Of birth days...sister-in-law, brother, mother, nephew, and The Super Carrot. Merritt will be two this month!
Tomorrow we will celebrate Labor Day. At our house we will celebrate "labor" day!
Our new Millie will be here by Tuesday. If not sooner. All in our family are waiting with grand anticipation of her arrival.
Sweet Millie. Thoroughly modern. Our Millie. Hurry home.
We can't wait to love you. In person.
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