Friday, June 23, 2006

One First Time



I've noticed that as we draw near our moving day, we're doing many things "one last time." Dinner with one group of friends one last time, coffee with another group of friends one last time, celebrating a family birthday at my parents' house one last time... It was good last week to visit a cottage on Bear Lake, so that the kids could have a "one first time." We went fishing and they caught their first fish--massive, 3 inch perch and bluegill. The weather was perfect, the kids didn't fall off the side of the boat trying to reel in their catch, and Steve and I could sit back and watch my parents teach my children. Beautiful.

1 comment:

chelle said...

Look at Lar, in his glory, if only he was in Rudyard.