summer 2011

summer 2011

Paul and I, all 16 kids and Ashley, Benjamin's wife...Christmas 2012

Paul and I, all 16 kids and Ashley, Benjamin's wife...Christmas 2012

Thursday, March 24, 2016

the beach...can life get any better?

The sun, the warmth...ah.

This morning, Paul served the little girls breakfast in bed. Bowls of apple cinnamon oatmeal and muffins, from the breakfast buffet here. I have been sitting here sipping my coffee, enjoying the fact that I don't have to sweep any floors this morning.

The girls at home are going to fill the Easter baskets for me, and are taking care of the puppies, and sweeping the floors. They are going to the store today for supplies. Kathryn turned 18 yesterday, without her mama to make her a cake, but Mali took her out shopping and to lunch. These lucky kids of mine, with their siblings to do nice things for them.

I miss Emily, Abigail (Norway), Benjamin (Wa.state), Mirielle, Joseph, Aaron (California), Mali, Samuel (Army), Margaret (Norway), Kathryn, and Evelyn....

And now, we will get on with our day...enjoying our time with Grandma.


Martha said...

I wanted to walk on the beach today, but then I remembered I am not in Florida.

16 blessings'mom said...

Martha, I hate when that happens. Now, we are in Florida, and one would think it would be a simple thing to just find a beach, but nooooo, the Gulf coast is full of houses and communities, and the one beach we drove an hour and a half to get to, the parking lot was totally full, so we google-mapped (I love verbing words!) another beach, only to find out that that was the name of the town, and there was no public beach. We drove around some more and found a little beach, but it wasn't the big grand beach I had I played the thankfulness game, which isn't difficult when you're from New York, and it's March, and you know darn well what it's like at home, ha. We brought Grandma with us, and it was lots of fun.

Martha said...

Perhaps walking on a New York beach, like Chimney Bluffs, although much colder and certainly not grand in the ocean sense of the word, would be much easier than finding that Florida beach. Unless of course, you are in Pensacola.