There is something about going home that just makes everything feel right. We’ve been at my parents’ house for a quick visit. I hate that it always seems to be a quick visit, but I’ll take what I can get.
We tore all the old brick out, dug a little deeper, back filled and replace all the bricks. It was quite warm outside! Which led to this.
We finished! Yay! All sunburned, hot and a little bit cranky, but it’s done.
We found this cute little guy behind the wall. We set him free by the pond in the back.
And I helped Mom with some computer stuff. Just some basics.
There may or may not have been fingernail painting going on.
Lots of sitting around the table chatting. And eating.
I love that! Just relaxing and spending time together.
And maybe some tennis for a couple of boys.
My brother and his family came for supper. I took pictures, but they were totally unflattering. And being the awesome SIL that I am, I’m not posting them here. I’ll do better next time. Promise.
There is always something silly going on. This is the bowl my brother got out for his ice cream. It’s bigger than the pie!
Love how ridiculous my family is!
The best part, for Sunday dinner my mom made my favorite Sunday dinner!
The thing that says “Sundays growing up” to me. And no one makes it like my mom.
Delish. I love going home.
Now we are back home, sans kids and I have a To-do list that will keep me quite busy all week.
Let’s get to work!