It has been cooler, these last few days.

Fickle weather, we are having. Last week 80's and 90's and this week 60's. I love it. It gives me a reason to pull out the last few wearings of the sweaters, before I put them away and pull out my "bathing suits". I am the proud owner of 7 bathing suits, now. A gift from a sweet lady at church. I have every intention of using them, this summer and going to the pool in my community, as often as I can. (Lord willing and "the creek don't rise.") It always seems something else is calling me from jumping in that beautiful pool. Well, anyway, my Mothers Day is behind me and I am happily looking forward to the end of school and the summer festivities. Our house is a camp with someone of every age range looking for activities and purposeful play.
I love it that way. No more toddlers. Ethan and Ezra, run around like Tom and Huck, getting into trouble. Their most recent mess is the painting of our bench. The mess they made, behind my back. I can't bring myself to beat them for it. They meant well. I will get the turpentine and get it up soon. After I clean up today's mess. What a couple of troublemakers and rabblerousers, that I love.