We've been hanging with some of our favorite folks the past two days. Yesterday, we made our way down to the Littleton Museum where we saw donkeys, cows, turkeys, sheep, and a cat. Three brand new baby lambs cuddled in to their mommas, close to the fence. Miss M kept crouching down and standing up, saying, "Hi. Hi." and waving with an open/closed hand wave (not like the queen). I watched in excited amazement as one little lamb tottered and hopped, finding balance on it's new legs. It was a first for me.
The morning had a slow kind of feel. We took time to imagine what it would be like to go to school and write on slate boards with chalk (the original ipad) or ride a wagon 15 miles to Denver City for the day. Some of us even relished the fun of jumping through haystacks. It was like we were pioneers living in the 1800s; holding our hands out to shade our face and stopping to pull hay out of our shoes. It didn't even feel right to bust out my phone to take photos.
What these three don't already know is that they are on a great adventure, paving the way everyday. I only wish they had each other's loyal, adventurous companionship at every turn. Later in the park, we watched them play together and run down the hill. I looked at Meg and said, "It's practically like Little House we just need some tall grass." We were laughing about it but the memory now makes me beam: outside on a sunny spring day, me and my kin with my gold standard and her lovely kids... could life be any better?
Friday found us hanging out with some pizza, salad, ice cream, and a pretty good bottle of Loyal Companion Chardonnay from Cru Vin Dogs Wine Group, my new favorite. It was an easy happy hour with a new twist - the kids. Tack that to my latest schtick (for anyone under 35), "who wants to ride the scooter?" and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Watching Miss M mimic little L's words or holding hands with big M as they go to find something to play with truly sets me right. Then I look across the table at my good friend, relaxed enough to let a curse word slip, and we sink back in to some silly talk about famous people, new music, and what we will do when I win the Mega Millions lottery.
The morning had a slow kind of feel. We took time to imagine what it would be like to go to school and write on slate boards with chalk (the original ipad) or ride a wagon 15 miles to Denver City for the day. Some of us even relished the fun of jumping through haystacks. It was like we were pioneers living in the 1800s; holding our hands out to shade our face and stopping to pull hay out of our shoes. It didn't even feel right to bust out my phone to take photos.
What these three don't already know is that they are on a great adventure, paving the way everyday. I only wish they had each other's loyal, adventurous companionship at every turn. Later in the park, we watched them play together and run down the hill. I looked at Meg and said, "It's practically like Little House we just need some tall grass." We were laughing about it but the memory now makes me beam: outside on a sunny spring day, me and my kin with my gold standard and her lovely kids... could life be any better?
Friday found us hanging out with some pizza, salad, ice cream, and a pretty good bottle of Loyal Companion Chardonnay from Cru Vin Dogs Wine Group, my new favorite. It was an easy happy hour with a new twist - the kids. Tack that to my latest schtick (for anyone under 35), "who wants to ride the scooter?" and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Watching Miss M mimic little L's words or holding hands with big M as they go to find something to play with truly sets me right. Then I look across the table at my good friend, relaxed enough to let a curse word slip, and we sink back in to some silly talk about famous people, new music, and what we will do when I win the Mega Millions lottery.