The Happiest I've Ever Been

My wife positively flips when the storm clouds move in.

  

It must be something she's heard since she was a child. If you do a cartwheel every day you'll be able to do a cartwheel when you're 70. That and change your underwear because you never know when you'll be invited to the White House. Or meet the President or something.

Then came the day. Tuesday, July 28. The first day of Levi's career in healthcare. Full disclosure, the picture was taken at the end of the week on Friday afternoon.

And we wrapped the week with a birthday. It began with tea, and continued on with hair brush art.

 

Later the night we capped the day, and the week, with family sushi. That evening was the happiest I've even been in my life. Not saying I haven't been as happy before, probably have been at least a few times. Close to it hundreds of time. But I don't think I've ever been happier. And there isn't even a picture. I take that as a good sign. After 18 years of recording my family life I now feel less urgency to get it all down and am OK to just revel in it.

Meanwhile, dogs.

 

Two Things

First, a trip to Canada to see nana. Puzzles and knitting and perhaps the best picture I've ever taken on my mom.

 The very next day Levi and hit the gym. Stay tuned to this space for some before/after pictures. 

  

The one thing that doesn't need even a day to notice is an increased appetite to fuel all that muscle build. Around double. 

RestFest26 Plus

 RestFest has come and gone.

 Back home not much was happening.

 

 

Get a haircut, hippy. 

And I became an internet celebrity. When can I start influencing?  

 

Dogs and a Bit About People

Mom had been away for the entire month of June up until late last night, so I thought I'd document all that we've been up to since the last post. Lots of couch and chair time.

 

With the beautiful weather we would be wasting it if we didn't spend lots of time outside. On chairs and couches.

  

 

 In the kitchen, Rubble shows why he was best behaved dog three years' running.

Dogs were now in their beds (not), dreams of nachos running through their heads.

The first ever borscht made in our family. Extra beety.

Some of the food was from the outside world. 

 

Being the time around Father's Day, I was struck when going through old content and found my first ever text from Eva. From 2017. 

And a note that Levi put into my phone while driving south on I75, on New Year's Day 2015.

 The days are long but the years are short. Father's Day 2026.