I think I might be repeating. Sorry, not in a farting sense like Carla from Cheers(!) would say ("repeatin' like a howitzah"). But recycling entry titles. More to come perhaps.
Still, the summer is hot and there is not much to do when away from Canada or camps or anything else. I know what you are thinking, it sounds like Robert Deniro in Meet the Parents who talks about Jinxy cat walking the street without food or water or toilet. Seriously, back on track...
Eva loves Cole. Let's start here.
Eva, as do all kids, love fireworks. So the 4th happened. it was my first experience dropping some serious $ on fireworks, and I want more. Sparklers are the baseline hit, and to be sure, I was too busy lighting fuses to get anything but sparklers, but we have to do more of this.
So Levi and bis buddy Parker are besties (is that dated yet?). The metaphor of the cocoon and butterfly is apt. They are in the incubation phase until the explode into the world!
But mainly we spend time outside. Levi's reading continues unabashed.
But here's the thing. That night when Levi was reading was a campfire night. A night when Parker and CJ were over the kids were flying around in the twilight. Firebugs. And water balloons, oh the water balloons. After filling about 175 of them my back had enough and luckily the bowl ran out. And I realized that these kids will remember this, and I am breaking my back to create those memories. Now, I have limits on how much I physically give to create those memories. And any one specific memory will fade. But there will be a generic memory of these summer nights. And so I give. And I can only hope, after I pay it back because I was given this lazy, hazy memory of summer nights, those Peloza kids pay it forward in the years to come.
Still, the summer is hot and there is not much to do when away from Canada or camps or anything else. I know what you are thinking, it sounds like Robert Deniro in Meet the Parents who talks about Jinxy cat walking the street without food or water or toilet. Seriously, back on track...
Eva loves Cole. Let's start here.
Eva, as do all kids, love fireworks. So the 4th happened. it was my first experience dropping some serious $ on fireworks, and I want more. Sparklers are the baseline hit, and to be sure, I was too busy lighting fuses to get anything but sparklers, but we have to do more of this.
At night there is this nice spectacle of ghosts running around the yard. With their ghostly ghostness.
So then we go to campus and check out the new student center. Will those Peloza kids be future Wildcats? Medical school please.
Oh yeah, I said it was hot, right. Hit the pool.
So Levi and bis buddy Parker are besties (is that dated yet?). The metaphor of the cocoon and butterfly is apt. They are in the incubation phase until the explode into the world!
But mainly we spend time outside. Levi's reading continues unabashed.
But here's the thing. That night when Levi was reading was a campfire night. A night when Parker and CJ were over the kids were flying around in the twilight. Firebugs. And water balloons, oh the water balloons. After filling about 175 of them my back had enough and luckily the bowl ran out. And I realized that these kids will remember this, and I am breaking my back to create those memories. Now, I have limits on how much I physically give to create those memories. And any one specific memory will fade. But there will be a generic memory of these summer nights. And so I give. And I can only hope, after I pay it back because I was given this lazy, hazy memory of summer nights, those Peloza kids pay it forward in the years to come.
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