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Oh, my precious baby girl. Where did you go, love?!?
And
took said baby girl to Greystone for the first time, stopping by Elk
River to break up the trip. I thought she would be bored without her
brothers, but we had an amazing few days together. One on one time with
them is incredible...and oh so very rare.
Oh, how the mountains NEVER disappoint.
While the girls were away, the boys went camping...and did what boys do.
Anticipation
Anticipating Greystone
Take 2....Take 1 (without phone ready) was all squeals of delight ("hers
or yours??", my Mom wisely asked!).
"Here we are at camp again, where every camper wears a grin.
Greystone, you're the best. You belong to me!"
Mary played the piano for what seemed like 100 years, never ONCE even glancing at the keyboard! Truly an amazing human being, pianist and Christian.
So much is new...
...and yet so very much has not changed one bit. She would have see-sawed with me for HOURS if we'd had the time. It's in her DNA, so I get it.
New in recent years, the benches around the tree are all of Psalm 23, which she learned this year in AWANA. She's starting to piece all of this together!
Margaret's unsolicited Greystone promo. She asked to me turn on the video.
I had no idea what was coming:-)
Memorial Day, appropriately honored.
Jim Daddy will ALWAYS have a place in EVERY Greystone girl's heart.
Her counselors are going to have to drag her off the swings to class.
I had to drag her away from there after 4 hours...needless to say, she was in Heaven and my heart was smiling while a variety of tears streamed down my face.
Laura Hollowell, always prepared, had my replacement G ready for me. The perfect line in my very imperfect story is losing my G sometime during my college moves when I should have just been moving back and forth to Greystone and, therefore, wearing it daily. I hope to keep this one forever close to my heart.