We had my family over for dinner. The electricity went out. We hung out in the backyard and played "baseball" with Diana while Amy rode a scooter around. We laughed. We howled in fact. Chris and Matt (my sisters husband) acted like future Hall of Famers by throwing the ball back and forth as if they were actually tagging out a baserunner at home plate. I took pictures. My dad, when he heard an owl "hoooing", asked if it was me making that noise. Funny guy.
It was pretty damn awesome. So sorry Saturday. You were great but nothing beats time with family.
My mom and my dad. I love my parents. They are the best.