I tried to get my older grandchildren to play apple hockey by firing the fallen apples strewn over the driveway into a bucket. I think they did one before catching on that they were actually cleaning up the apples for me. So much for pulling a fast one on them.
Both of them expressed an interest in learning to paint but time got away from us with the days being filled with road trips and other adventures. Those lessons will have to wait until I see them again.
The house feels empty this morning with no giggles or laughs greeting the day.
That was the best part of all.
"And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise." Philippians 4:8
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