hath September. And we are nearly done.
Oh, the joys of driving to Utah overnight. We'd done it
before, of course, but I think we failed to realize A. the lateness
of the hour and B. Daylight Savings Time. Those two things
combined against us to provide a very late (early?) arrival time of
My dear brother Adam provided a much needed bed for us at that
point, leaving us be as the four of us huddled together for a few
hours of precious shut-eye. It should be mentioned that the
matron of the house kept eight small children at bay upstairs while
we slept until 9:00am, surely no small task with the eldest only
being 13 and the youngest a shade past six months.
was gratefully gobbled up before a few hours of playtime. The
boy took full advantage of this time and booked it outside with the
youngest of the lot. They introduced him to the many offerings
of the yard, including the hen house, wandering ducks and geese, and
the garden. It was at the garden where Sumner found most of
his simple pleasures, convincing one of his cousins to let him pluck
a ripe pepper from the tender vines, which he then stuck in his
pocket for safe keeping.
The wife and I spent most of this time recuperating from the long
journey while chatting it up with the eldest of the children and
their wonderful mother, Diedre. The wife especially
appreciated this time, as she had plenty of questions for all of
them, this being the very first time having visited them at their
house. After a few hours, it was back on the road for another
drive, this time toward Lehi and my sister's house.
The two girls were still in school when we arrived in Lehi, and
being quite famished, we left immediately for some grub at Wendy's
with my sister and her youngest, Noah. I don't believe ever
seeing my wife finish a meal quite so quickly before. I won't
pretend to be immune, I snarfed my sandwich in almost equal fervor.
This blog was not finished for an unknown reason. Go
figure. I'm posting it anyway.