Life has just been silly around here. Busy. Far too eventful. It’s been a rare moment that all five of us have been in the same room together.
Today? I demanded some family time.
We love the zoo on a Sunday. They open at 9am, but that seems to be a bit of a secret from the rest of the world. Since our children wake up crazy early, we can stop for coffee and still make it by the time the gates open. Just as the crowds start rolling in, we can have an early lunch and make it home by nap time.
Just as we thought we might be returning to normal, we got a call from a good friend, reporting that their home had been burglarized while they were away for the weekend. And then some other stuff went down and Tom and I looked at each other and decided that August could not come soon enough.