So, I just ran across these pictures I never posted from late July. We had Amanda and her boys over for dinner when they were in town visiting Amanda's mom--so Elsie got naked and turned on the sprinkler. I don't know if that says something about Elsie, her parents, or how adorable Amanda's boys are.
What I do know is that we all were excited to have Amanda and the Meckel boys there. It would have been a scene hard for us to imagine years ago when Amanda and I spent every July at 20 Belted Kingfisher HHI in the hammock and on the beach, on our bikes or on rafts, at her grandparents next door on the screen porch or in our driveway putting on musical theater. It would have been a scene we might have tried to imagine in the letters that traveled fairly regularly between Rye, NY and Atlanta, GA through the winter months full of middle-school angst and high school drama and book recommendations, of course. It was definitely a scene that exceeded even our extravagant imaginings--our little ones running wild, playing together as well as we ever did with our siblings, Sarah and Liza, Barbara and Johnny.
We may have been able to imagine that Amanda would be an amazing novelist and I would be an English professor and teacher, but I don't think we could have fathomed our little people and all that they already are and what we have become through them.
