A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2019.
We took a mid-week trip to Franklin County. Playing hooky on Tuesday and Wednesday throws your whole week off because Tuesday feels like Saturday and Wednesday feels like Sunday. Then Thursday feels like Monday, so I got to be disappointed that I don’t get to see Colton jumps the fence twice in one week.
The visit was busy and too quick, but anytime you go to the mountains it’s good for the soul. Anna knows.
Anna / She wore pink overalls with heart-shaped pockets and a shirt with a lace-trimmed collar and STILL, people called her a boy all day.
Thomas / You should hear the echo. And mom doesn’t tell you to be quiet!
David and Mary / My parents’ neighbor, Bob, has two miniature donkeys named Willie and Nelson, but the kids kept calling them Nellie and Wilson.
Bob was kind enough to let the kids pet the donkeys and feed them peanuts. When Tom remarked that the donkeys eat the peanuts whole, shell and all, Bob responded, “Well if I don’t peel them for myself why would I peel them for the donkeys?”
My sister was like Anna. My mother would get the frilliest dresses, with pretty petticoats, in pink, and scotch tape a bow to her scalp, and people would still comment on the handsome boy.
I hope her eyes remain that gorgeous shade of blue. On my screen, she still looks like a strawberry blond. It will be a great combination.
My father’s family was from Tazewell and Russell Counties. They mountains are beautiful. I’d rather spend time in the mountains than the beach, especially in the fall. Nothing beats a crisp sunny fall day with the mountains on fire.
I agree about mountains over beach! My husband and I have been married for almost ten years and we have never been to the beach together. Franklin County is so close to Tazewell, the mountains are amazing.
i don’t understand the boy/girl confusion. oh well. i usually ignore it. like you, i’m interested to see what color her hair settles on. once it grows in 🙂