"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Friday, July 9, 2010

On Monday we migrated to the Blackson's and arrived to a happy houseful, with more same-age cousins. We set up a slip-n-slide and Isaiah and Seth screamed for joy and cold (it was windy) as they raced each other down the hill. Later in the evening Josh and Elena set off a little fireworks show for us, complete with sparklers, glow sticks, and bright popping fountains. Isaiah was mesmerized. Charlotte was in bed.

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