Where is Tristan asking to go?
Into the wild raging river that flows through our town. This time of year it is swelled to it's limits. But that doens't matter to a kid.
Turns out their courage was abated a bit, after getting their feet wet. In the
freezing cold water.
Kiki stayed well on dry land.
Like Father....
like son.
Like Sister...
like Brother.
\The grass was as tall as a Sawyer.
There are two things they do here, in tribute to the river, as a given party leaves.
First you raise an offering of water in salute....
And then you kiss your hand, in thanks.
After our visit to the river, we came home to Kiki's favorite: Tuna Melts!
"Do I have to eat the salad?"
Now it is afternoon and Kiki is gone again. Another sleepover at Lea's house with all the kids. If I didn't know how much fun she was having, I would feel just like Daisy. It's just not the same, without a Kik, or a Greyson or a Tristy. But we have a Sawyer! I wonder what adventures we'll have with a Sawyer tonight?
1 comments:
i laughed at the "like sister like brother" pics
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