Summer: Sun. 7/19 (NH/NJ)
What a hellish drive back to NJ. What happened to the best of the pandemic, when no one else was on the road? There was so much traffic today, and accidents, including a car that had flipped over the guardrail. And our roof bag kept sliding around alarmingly, straps flapping, so we had to stop twice to adjust it. It was hot. Sun was beating into the car. And we were already tired and irritable from having to pack up and close up after being in the house for three weeks--unwinding our very settled selves was not easy. It took us five and a half hours to get home.
Before we left NH, Greta cut some Black-Eyed Susans into a little bouquet, secured them with a rubber band, and placed the bouquet by the gravestone of the dead mouse she found on one of our first days in NH. She also put a few of our painted stones on the grave. I fear this child's heart is too soft for this world.
Oh--and we found the missing Lego Friend. She was in between the back seats of the car.
Home at last in NJ, the kids went into the pool immediately and stayed there until dinnertime. Andrew and I even got in. It's quite a nice little pool--a perfect backyard size. I don't know why it never occurred to us to get one before, even just to supplement our usual town pool. It's really fun to have it.
We ate dinner outside, and our yard was full of fireflies tonight--more than we even saw in NH. At one point we watched as Farrah trained her eyes on one that was low to the ground and began stalking it--slowly, slowly, moving toward it, and then stopping when she lost sight of it, and then starting again when it flashed and she found where it was. Then she'd try to snatch it out of the air, into her mouth. She did not succeed. But she was so cute. She was fascinated by the fireflies. She just couldn't figure out what they were or what to do with them.
Before we left NH, Greta cut some Black-Eyed Susans into a little bouquet, secured them with a rubber band, and placed the bouquet by the gravestone of the dead mouse she found on one of our first days in NH. She also put a few of our painted stones on the grave. I fear this child's heart is too soft for this world.
Oh--and we found the missing Lego Friend. She was in between the back seats of the car.
Home at last in NJ, the kids went into the pool immediately and stayed there until dinnertime. Andrew and I even got in. It's quite a nice little pool--a perfect backyard size. I don't know why it never occurred to us to get one before, even just to supplement our usual town pool. It's really fun to have it.
We ate dinner outside, and our yard was full of fireflies tonight--more than we even saw in NH. At one point we watched as Farrah trained her eyes on one that was low to the ground and began stalking it--slowly, slowly, moving toward it, and then stopping when she lost sight of it, and then starting again when it flashed and she found where it was. Then she'd try to snatch it out of the air, into her mouth. She did not succeed. But she was so cute. She was fascinated by the fireflies. She just couldn't figure out what they were or what to do with them.
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